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[aid] => mick
[title] => Dying in My Dreams
[time] => 2004-12-17 10:21:08
[hometext] => sort of a Part 1 to a several-piece, long poem that I hope to write. a summary of my love life over the past few years, I guess. whatever gets me writing again.
[bodytext] => When I'm dying in my dreams I'm everything I'll ever be My words are my life's sad song And they will be here when I'm gone ...and I feel it slipping away... Once upon a time, I had a dream Where nothing at all was as it seemed And I wondered how it could be wrong When it always made me feel so strong He was a voice of reason, a friend One on whom I felt I could depend His words, his thoughts, they kept me going And I was falling without even knowing Feeling so alone, empty and weak Dissociated, I could not speak The sky kept falling inside my head Happiness hanging from a distant thread Tangled up in his beautiful words Reflecting the light, vision all blurred Venomous eyes reduced me to tears Everything I thought I knew just disappeared Taken over, I could not forget Actions I just refused to regret Pushed and pulled, alone again and bent But all along there was discontent He came to me, falling so slowly Till the day I found myself lonely Waiting for something that would not come Lost in love, I never thought I'd feel this numb... and I let it all fall away... Now I'm tearing at the seams Screaming inside to be set free But although I don't feel strong I'll be holding you when you're gone... [comments] => 10 [counter] => 657 [topic] => 24 [informant] => MoonlitAngel [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 35 [ratings] => 7 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LoveRemembered )
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