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[aid] => Mick
[title] => Grief
[time] => 2003-07-05 13:05:00
[hometext] => Dedicated to James Carroll
[bodytext] => A big, broken heart
Sensitive, dark eyes Hiding the ugly truth Supressing the hurt inside All that I can hear All I can see in my head And all I can think about Are things you haven't said Why do you have so much bitterness Staining your beautiful soul? Why won't you tell me your fears And get rid of the deep, dark hole? I'd like to hear the stories Of when you were a baby Before your father up and left Back when you were still hate-free I'd like to hear the stories Of when you were a little boy Of who was your favorite pet And what was your favorite toy I want to hear the stories About your teenage life All the drugs and the red-hot anger The cold fear and the pain and strife I need to hear the stories Of what made you the way you are I want to picture you in my head I don't want you to be gone so far I need to know how you feel And about what makes you tick I want to feel empathy for your pain And understand why you're sick Share with me your secrets Fill me up with your sadness Empty your well of tears I'll be there to get you past this What's in the future? What's happened in the past? If you don't kill yourself first Do you think we have a chance to last? I may not be able to help you But I sure would like to try Just give me a chance to listen And I will let you justify If later we find that it's too much And you feel like you can't handle it And it's too hard to talk to me Then we can always leave it When you talk about your dad The hate rolls off you in waves But I think underneath it all That you love him anyway And I can't listen to your voice And hear what's under your words And not wonder about your sadness And just sit back to observe I have to say something Even if at this time you don't believe I care for you so much And wish only to set you free [comments] => 3 [counter] => 163 [topic] => 55 [informant] => pooieschmoooie [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => dedicatedpoems )
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