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[sid] => 121519
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[aid] => mick
[title] => She Broke the Carburetor and Now I'm Jumping
[time] => 2006-06-09 06:33:54
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[bodytext] => Jumping and I can’t hear a sound I’m jumping, from my head to the ground I’m running, so low, not empty though And I’m stunning, guess you never had to know Trying to cope, slippery slope Trying to stay away and save face like a dope I’m grinding and I just really don’t care I’m still finding things that I still won’t share You got me stirred, utterly preferred to something completely dry You and I have no words, silently waiting for the emptiness to subside You broke the carburetor; your heart got left in the refrigerator You try to pull yourself away, save your grace for another day So now I’m jumping and I am looking up rather than down I’m flying there shaking, I can see your face but I can’t hear a sound With my eyes closed No one even knows Where I’m going and what I certainly do wish Maybe on a journey, with the clothes on my back and an old man walking stick So now I’m leaving I said I’m leaving My thoughts can be deceiving I have no choice with these thoughts I am always stealing Headstrong and wishful, I came up with another fistful of beer and drank it dry Me I don’t know why I’m always choosing All the things I’m losing Because it’s crazy in a hazy place I guess I’d rather face Something awful, no wait that’s it Burning at the middle, alone, ***** the ********* Now its tomorrow Your eyes struggle to refocus in your sorrow That you pulled yourself away and went needy Said that you just wanted to be greedy I’m jumping and I can hold my desire in the palm of my hand I’m stumping, with some bold intellectual fire, from the trenches of my final stand Greetings I love these subtle meetings As you continue to watch me jump and why? You broke the carburetor and now the car has died Congratulations on what happens next Hopefully I’m soaking and definitely rolling with my bullet proof vest I’m jumping and it won’t be long You’ll be leaving and it won’t be wrong Visiting your lovers All the sisters and all the brothers They see me jumping and they don’t know why She broke the carburetor and now the car has all but died [comments] => 1 [counter] => 175 [topic] => 21 [informant] => Exodus [notes] => |||Edited for profanity. - Moderator_14||| [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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