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[title] => Maybe, When the Lights Fade
[time] => 2003-11-22 00:26:55
[hometext] => Comments are welcome.
[bodytext] => Somewhere in September I seemed to lose my life Searching always for something Always finding strife Breaking down over nothing Tears utter the worst of pains Crying for my lost touches Maybe when the room is empty Or when the lights fade out again Maybe when I can stop thinking of a future That future can finally begin Broken torture, trusting nothing I feel nothing, I am nothing Never fitting together The pieces fall apart Why can't I get my act together? When will the good life start? When the walls start closing in on us And the space disappears Maybe when I'm not so tired I will make my new face Mold the plaster to the mask Show it off in a new place Fake the pleasures of being made And feel the pain that faking sends Faking finds us nothing No one and no amends Maybe I could break this stupid mask And we can find together When this torture of faking ends Smiling calming everywhere When it's finally done with endings And all beginning lose their style Take me away from this broken place When my eyes turn darker And my mouth opens wide When words that shake the foundations You can see inside Close off my tomorrows Maybe when I'm done finishing nothing We can start again Maybe when I'm done with endings I can work on my begin These lights fade out forever Eyes adjusting to the dark Maybe I can get my future together Maybe for a start [comments] => 3 [counter] => 153 [topic] => 13 [informant] => Exodus-On-Life [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 9 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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