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[aid] => mick
[title] => a thank you for your mystery i wish to fade out
[time] => 2009-02-05 03:32:06
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[bodytext] => My life is not in my control, the parts i think i have authority on are just false images and mirages that give me credit to this illusion. I can only walk forward the ideas and hate of man have become greed and need, The simple pleasures i hold are really not that simple. I am designed as a tool and my purpose has not come forward yet and i have only to wait till my designer comes forward. My anger has never been but my light has been slowly fading out, the promise has reared its fangs my mind i can not control. i am screaming for help but to no avail "why are you doing this what purpose is it to destroy something so pure". My world was slowly coming to focus but things have a way of getting crossed in the fire and my heart is about to burn. i am fallen i am nothing but scenes in this movie that has dragged on to long i am fading out. waters cover me in the creek that i lay my head in shallow banks only wanting to drown but something keeps me up this wind i call to only a empty whine it tells me i have done nothing... But i tell you all i have walked down old highways following the packs in the night you can not understand the madness that has crept in my soul like rotten spiders and there damn webs i see you blind simple pleasures faces down unable to smile and i cry for you all but i am fading out again can you not see i am fading can you not feel the pain threw my words the tears smearing the imagination of my ink the fading darkness that has entombed my well being the darkness that wants only to destroy me i can not see myself with you any longer my path has always been so much diffrent then yours my goals when i was young was to die and a month ago i almost did the blood ran so smooth but the knife did not damage why will i wake tomorrow why can i not fade out [comments] => 0 [counter] => 151 [topic] => 6 [informant] => lostrelic [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => AngryPoetry )
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