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[aid] => mick
[title] => Like I do every day
[time] => 2006-08-02 01:54:55
[hometext] => Lol. The topic is kinda right. It's a dream I had about Denise...a very close friend who I want closer, but she chooses not to see that.
[bodytext] => And I open the door. And look down the hall. And then I look up it. I put my coat and my hat on the rack. And I sigh. Like I do every day. I turn to the stairs and think of my feet. And I groan. But I trudge over to the stairs all the same. And ascent the first step. Like I do every day. And each time I take a step. My heart breaks And every time it breaks. She smiles. And I cry. Like I do every day. And then I get to the top. And look up and down the hall. To make sure they didn't follow, I look back down the stairs. Like I do every day. And I go to the left, And past 3 doors. Then I knock on the 4th door. And it's opened. And I enter. Like I do every day. And it's furbished nicely. There's a table, and it's set for two. And I sit down. And poor 2 glasses of wine. Like I do every day. And I wait for her to come. And as I wait. I examine the room. And check my clothing. And check the time. Like I do every day. And she enters. And I smile. And she smiles. I stand up, and help her to her chair. And she sits. And I sit too. Like I do every day. And then we eat. And it's a wonderful. We laugh, and we speak. And we're serious all the time. But inside I hurt. Like I do every day. And then when it's all done, I walk her across the hall. To her room. And I kiss her good night. Like I do every day. And I walk down the hall. And go into the last door. And there is a chair A bed, a table, and a glass of water. And I sigh. Like I do every day. And I walk to the window. And there is a balcony And I step out. And I walk to the edge Like I do every day. And I stand on the rail. And I look down. And I smile. Then I jump. Like I do every day. And as I fall, I cry. But as I fall, she smiles. And it makes me smile. And just before it all ends. I wake up. Like I do every day. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 154 [topic] => 14 [informant] => DeathxByxMosh [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DreamsandWishes )
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