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[aid] => mick
[title] => She's Cargo Stamped Return
[time] => 2004-11-17 13:39:47
[hometext] => ..... she feels like a piece of cargo....marked ....fragile, damaged and please return.....
[bodytext] => ......in the land of without reason she suffers not dull a season every one of them commits self treason when the safety net is gone from pleasin' high society heels and lace sophistication with all the grace lost in some odd forsaken space and she's without a suitor for the chase but she has already lost the race her past too laden for the pace as it is she has no other face and now she only wishes to erase her trail is cold with the fear from losing all she has held dear with nothing ever staying near she's been walking a very long pier aching to simply disappear but feels all the scars when cornered then seared has seen the ugly head of evil rear and felt the lonely slide of the tear because she has always defied all alone she has cried waits to be fit enough to be tied and now she wants it all the more no longer knowing what she's around for needing both the ocean and the shore because her heart is broken from all the ages no one out there to harness the many rages she's missing the key to unlock the cages no one wants to read all the pages all she lacks there is a sire but they've forgotten about her desires and ignored the molten fire their callousness sets her ire she's waist bound in the mire waiting for one who never tires or leaves her alone on the rack helpless on the tracks with yet another demon to sack but her pain now holds her back with only that little knack and no plan of attack but the know how to attract their ignorance is not the bliss as she hears the deafening hiss feeling as if they'll never miss the flutters given through her kiss and the bees they shall a-buzz and she'll be there just because for that is all she ever was a siren for their fare she spins and sparkles on a dare look left now for narry a care smirking at karma's path infair she always steps into the darkened lair heart and head are quite the pair but life has dealt her a righteous tare because she's like cargo stamped return left on the docks to vainly yearn the bridges slowly burn she wonders if they'll ever learn or if she will some day earn the freedom warranted by her sin her release from the haunting din or a place on the good side of the win because she knows not what to do and doesn't know how to follow through while she patiently waits for the coup or the day to rue for not being the one who flew and being left in this stew for she'd give anything for the dance or the chance to kneel for the stance while begging just to feel you take her out of real to leave her fate unsealed then grasp her taste to heal for it would all be so surreal oh please.....someone spin that wheel....... [comments] => 5 [counter] => 222 [topic] => 48 [informant] => jaeann [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )
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