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[aid] => mick
[title] => I AM FOR YOU
[time] => 2004-04-17 22:47:47
[hometext] => I'm lost. Where are the boundaries? Which friends are true? What's forever? When will it end? Who are you anyway?
[bodytext] => My life for you, to die for you You are my everything I feel the passion tride and true For you, my heart does sing Extending from so deep within A feeling oh so strong It truly hurts to care so much For you I sing my song Each task I take on just for you Or is it just because? Do I speak of busy bees Or alligators' jaws? One side makes me tall and grand Much as this burning urge An urge, a sense of purpose Can not cease to emerge Another side will make you shrink To miniature size Suddenly I'm humbled, meak The teardrops fill my eyes I have so many impulses The kind the stomach feels An instinct that lies deep inside That nothing quite conceals It only hurts to bottle up And give the cat my tongue Frustrating to feel so nieve My soul does not feel young All that I do, it's just for you Who are you anyway? Vaguely I pick you out now But that's just for today It's only spring for I'm brand new I'm at the starting line I'm sick of searching for it all It's daylight savings time I want to hurry up and wait Yet I yearn to cherish youth The precious moments scurry by In time, I'll know the truth The passion's as impatient As I am to break free I long to run amok and breathe To know of what will be For wasting treasured time is wrong I'm growing close to frost And I don't want to plant a seed If soon it will be lost It seems absurd and frivolous To even try and fathom The kind of curse I could unleash If feelings, I don't have 'em To speak of buzzing busy bees Gives me an awful scare I'm going to take great caution And of the end be 'ware. [comments] => 7 [counter] => 194 [topic] => 61 [informant] => liquidsunshine [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 14 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => selfstruggles )
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