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[aid] => mick
[title] => Falling......
[time] => 2004-08-04 19:59:00
[hometext] => This came out better than I expected.
[bodytext] => Maybe someday I'll see. But for now I'm blind. Complacence seems to take me over. Nothing else matters..... Though the world's not quite over. Hold me down, Build me up. Shake my hand, Fill my cup. Tonight it's me, While gin sings me a sweet melody. Get me higher, Than ever before..... Keep me up though, For I'm bound to fall. 'Cause everything's..... Bound to Fall down sooner or later, Things fall to pieces. And I know I got a long way to go.... Before I crack. But I'll never break. If I could see you tonight, I'd tell you everything. You're gone though, And I cannot think of a damned thing to do, Without you. Beside me I wish you'd reside Maybe I'll make you're pain subside. But would you let me? The world seems to hurt..... I can hear it crying. The sound of desire.... Dying by a fire. I wish I could breathe, Maybe then I could tell you it all. A tale which blends into the story of my life. You know they say......Idiots Rule the World. Now could you believe that. What if I told you it was true. What if I never met you. Wouldn't it be something. To meet later on.... Life's a journey, Maybe it'd be better if left unsaid. But it's been said..... And I can't take it back. Not that I would..... Everything's gone up in smoke, But not before things fall to pieces. Nightmares I have lately, Seem to wake me shaking... And keep me up until dawn comes to my rescue. Feel better though I'm still scared. For what I dream is my real me. And truth be told..... I get shook cold. Just thinking about things I've seen. I sleep now..... Right before I fall. Oh how the day wanders into night. ***** me up right before I take flight. Take the wheel and let go. Driving madly through love's fields. Crash and burn... And do it again. No use in feeling bad. It's not like you ever did. Why did you let go? Did you think you could fly? Didn't you know you would fall. Wishful thinking is nice. But it's not for everyone. So I'm sitting here tonight. Doobies and cocktails are the cliche these days. So I break those conformities.... With a good dose of sober. Until I hear those words..... "Ah the night, Here it comes again". Then rock back in my chair, As I listen, While gin sings me a sweet melody. And I try not to fall. Maybe someday I'll see. [comments] => 0 [counter] => 150 [topic] => 43 [informant] => -thesiscokid- [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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