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[aid] => mick
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[time] => 2017-04-27 22:17:02
[hometext] => ever been in love with an addict?
[bodytext] => anything other -------------- i see the way you hustle and scuffle, things to do things to take things to give your mind a break Do you ever intend to hustle back to Us? Do you even notice my always-want-to-say every single day... why did you go away i watch you move heaven and move earth to make going to hell something of worth i feel like there/'/s nothing you wouldn/'/t have left undone some other day, some long ago... nothing undone to see me smile to hear me laugh to feel me sigh to taste every kiss to wonder and wish to sing every breath but not today. things to do, places to go, dreams to forget then pain to remind get up and go get this here from them there, then you go, alone, to some random nowhere where you stare at your hands, your empty, embarassed hands... and you curse what they make you do, for they ripped you up, tore your tears into fears then left you in pain....grasping. where even your smile, my reason for smiling, even that can/'/t hide that you can/'/t stop thinking about me. where even the torturous twirl of your dance to the grave can/'/t make you dizzy enough to laugh. where each and every unburied care despairs. where at least it/'/s anywhere but here, with anyone but me. JD Howell 11-7-2015 [comments] => 1 [counter] => 146 [topic] => 43 [informant] => Jigget [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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