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[aid] => mick
[title] => Wicked Little Trip
[time] => 2009-10-24 10:19:33
[hometext] => .....I'll never understand how they can throw it all away.........like nothing ever mattered....
[bodytext] => You rest asleep in your hidden slumbers as I lie awake through my night not ever sure what it would really take but I've grown weary of this long fight. You have the pages all in front of you rules one through number umpteen but you're so much like just your own for you always ignore what you have seen. Maybe it's just me and I need to deal or maybe simply it's because you're a man either way I'm tired of this coaster ride and I'm not the only one who's ridden this plan. When you're trying to get something...you're right to the "T" or when someone else's interest threatens you wanting me to play with this or that and more baby-- wake up --fill your own shoes. I tell you so many times over and then some not sure what more it is that I'm supposed to do I look at you and wonder what in the world you wanted me for took me away from him just to give me nothing new. I sit here amazed, forlorn....frustrated playing the what if game so many times I've wondered why you'd wanna stay what was all the blasted struggling for if all you were gonna do was give up or give away. I feel the shut down process start it's wicked little trip how else to protect the princess high up on her shelf goodbye to trust...hello to secrets and lies are right over here I become the she .... as she's erasing herself. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 149 [topic] => 48 [informant] => jaeann [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 9 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )
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