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[aid] => mick
[title] => Voice Of Reason
[time] => 2009-02-28 14:59:01
[hometext] => Girlfriends a bartender so to see her more, I drink at her bar. Sometimes too much... ( ;
[bodytext] => Could I be any dumber, the things that I do? I’m being so silly, my colors show through. Just pull it together, get it in line, be what you are claiming, and by your actions defined. I’m setting myself, I see it so clear, the things that I speak of, even I hate to hear. It starts with the bottle that goes to my mouth, then garbage comes out, the situation goes south. And all of the while your standing right there, you must think that I’m foolish, what a tragic affair. Counterproductive doesn’t quite explain what this is, its stupidity squared, what a bad start to this. I waited with patience just so we could be, and I’m blowing it quickly, it’s not hard to see. I just want to show you that you made the right choice, but my own voice of reasons drowned out by my voice. Each morning I wake thinking what did I do? Will she call me today? Was I so out of line that we’re through? That’s not a good feeling, believe when I say, there’s got to be more, I know there’s some other way. So I rack my brain to produce every line, to show you I’m sorry, and how hard that I’m trying. One deep breath and I’m ready, ok here we go, move forward, make progress, and I promise I’ll show. That I can do better, I’ll show you, you’ll see, no more little boy, I’ll be the man that you need me to be. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 391 [topic] => 50 [informant] => ItsMeNow [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 15 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => ApologyPoetry )
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