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[bodytext] => Through a car window, clear, staring, staring out the window; the trees pass by too fast, too fast... pass me by "These are the days when I am the lonliest." and now the wind is in my hair ripple flutter furl... "Why the long face?" Well these are the days... I shall console myself with fantasy, child. I should love to break his arms and legs at the knees and elbows his fingers at the knuckles so pasty. shattered nose and jaw from iron, steel Bloodflow... "These are the days when I am the lonliest." Hot tears of anger, grief no one will want me, no one can love me, no one will want me no one can love me till i'm pounding the window harder, will it break? glass will cut me, kill me, slice and sever? you people must leave me alone, for i am destined to be... unloved. unwanted. feel my fantasy [comments] => 2 [counter] => 180 [topic] => 48 [informant] => SensitiveSoAbused [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 1 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )
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