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[aid] => mick
[title] => Us Or Them
[time] => 2011-01-03 15:38:43
[hometext] => He's addicted to games, and I want him to choose. Sorry it's so long. Just needed to get it out.x
[bodytext] => There is a man, not a boy in the mirror Trying to change his ways As he looks on, ever wondering In his confused, lost gaze He’s lost with no eye contact Can’t face up to his own sins So he sinks beneath the wretches And dives deep within He knows exactly what he has done But yet he does not know He doesn’t have a clue where the exit is So back to the addiction he does go He has nowhere else to wander This is where he feels wanted at his best He knows it’s wrong, he’s known all along and his heart pounds deep in his chest He knows what she’d think If he told her, she knew It was not just a little game He slaughtered more than a few He wishes, that he were popular Normal, not this way and shape He wishes, like the stick man He could disappear within his cape But he can’t so back to that game He does head Yet at night, so tired He cannot go to bed He can lie upon why of course Upon his cold bed But he can’t get a wink of sleep For the guilty thoughts in his head For the guilt and the horror For what he has done once again What’s wrecking things now He knows it’s the lies and the games! He sits and waits For something, for some cure For any escape he can make He’s just so unsure He can’t talk to people now So he always lies his way out When she’s the one that knows She’s that one that deeply doubts She knows why her heart aches When he heads off, she cries Inside she knows, it’s not rest It’s all lies She does want to tell him Doubt him she tries not too but liars always gets found out It’s a fact, and a rule Inside his head She can only guess This is what goes on As each lie makes rest… As he awakes from His deep hibernation They cry out for him They want to imprison They want something They want a conviction Of jealousy and rage, Away from her short illusions He cracks up inside He wants to be put on a leash He wants controlled Never released But that’s not fighting That is not the cure So he has no clue what to do At all, anymore Back to her What’s she’s thinking As she lies in bed Without him… You tell me that you love me You tell me and you we belong Then could you prove it to me Let go of them, to me do hold on You tell me so many things darling Things to remember But then as I know you play I feel they are more important, will be forever My vision is in doubles You’re two people, green and red Will you and I grow old together? Was it a lie, would you rather I was pretend? I see you standing in the mirror Thinking hard what you can do Listen to me closer I believe in you As the end of the poem does near Then I hope you can hear these words in voice Jordan, you’re going to have to decide Us or the lies and games, it’s all you choice. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 154 [topic] => 66 [informant] => CommasCanSeperate [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => drugabuse )
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