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[aid] => mick
[title] => Rejected II
[time] => 2002-10-06 07:10:00
[hometext] => The ramblings of rejection from a broken heart. A second attempt at heartache.
[bodytext] => I sit at my computer,
listening to Matchbox 20 Wishing life was better, Missing out on plenty. My heart's a beating pulp, All mangled and misused, Thoughts of her still make me gulp, My emotions are all bruised. I don't want to live, And I don't want to die. I got nothing left to give, And what I feel is a lie. Why can't life just deal me straight, Why must I always pay, These feelings are an awful weight, And yet they always stay. I take it all inside of me, I'm about to explode, Why can't anyone see, I want my story told. Now I live for my dreams, 'cause I know she's always there, But when I come back it seems, I can only feel despair. Sometimes I want to feel the pain, outside the way I feel inside, Doing stupid things again, Just to replace the ache inside. I need her now, here in my arms, to fill the empty place in me, I ned to feel he sweet charms, To stop the ache and be free. I guess that's it, There is no cure I guess that's it, I'm finished for sure. I'm dead with a heartbeat, trying not to breathe, Every second i greet, brings me closer to peace. There's no point without her, so why carry on, But maybe one day, I'm not sure, this distance will be gone. Maybe she'll see me and then, I'll have a reason to live, So now I dream again, Until I can no longer give. By: Doug Morton http://wordpoet.tripod.com [comments] => 4 [counter] => 218 [topic] => 22 [informant] => wordpoet [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LostLove )
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