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[aid] => mick
[title] => What is in your box?
[time] => 2005-06-30 11:15:57
[hometext] => I am!
[bodytext] => Years from now you will wake in day And feel the empty air Walk in your mind and look for kind Fall short on breeze of stare Stand in a field cornered by trees Look for what you never had A figure appears in leaves of orange Where happy is always sad You walk impatiently Find a box in dust and old You thought you would never find Brush away the leaves and cold Appears a box of red Aged beyond its time Hesitative to open this Cruel tricks are played on dime Recognize box of which you know You have seen it once before Fingers smooth away maturity Broken brain remembers sore Writing on the thick of box You read in breeze smell sweet In bold you see one word indeed A word wished not to greet REGRET it says and means it too You can’t find a reason why But your box is here and here it lies Was hidden now not shy Dreaded the opening For what could you find? Past of mistakes Or a life lacking dry Open the box as slow as you can Close your eager eyes Nothing would be good But then what happen to your lies Past and present meet here in war As you open eyes of hate One thing you see and see alone Relieved at current fate Inside lives and will always be The one person who you trust You have claimed forever But your word seems to be collecting dust A hundred things would have been nice This one thing you shutter must A lie a hate a betrayal But no the one thing you have had such trust A life full of things you hate A pity fishing tour Your box was to be full But held the only you adored You sit and stare at box of one And ask why it held your love It is easier to hate your world When pushing comes to shove So close you box of regret And lock it back away Don’t hold your heavy heart my dear Don’t think of me today [comments] => 8 [counter] => 166 [topic] => 22 [informant] => boobiepeach [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LostLove )
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