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[aid] => mick
[title] => Nothing Special
[time] => 2007-10-27 04:19:39
[hometext] => A free verse, Poorly written, But something I needed to post. I guess some people think that because you're not the one bawling in the corner that you feel nothing but apathy.... Maybe it's true.
[bodytext] => Picking at the dried blood Of past and present scars I try to remind myself why I'm still breathing But nothing comes to mind In the end I'm always alone. I try to pretend Like I'm okay But it you'd look twice I don't hide it well I won't lie and say I always have it under control. Maybe I don't know what I'm doing But I'd never ask for help Too afraid to admit That the one with all the strength Is the one suffering in the dark I don't always know what to do. I'll try to remind myself Why I waste my time with you But nothing seems to show I'm sorry I can't be more like her You'll say you're here for me In the end I'm always alone. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 221 [topic] => 65 [informant] => Karlee14 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => toughstuff )
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