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[title] => With Reason...
[time] => 2007-02-07 11:35:56
[hometext] => Nothing worthwhile in life, comes easy.
[bodytext] => It was long ago... The clouds danced upon the blue skies as the eastern wind waved its goodbyes, I remember the shadows dancing on the walls the cold stonebench and bright stars... I look at hazy memories through a magnifying glass and unsure I ask: What in life brought me here? Oh, how I did long for your smile... the times I didn't miss you, I was merely in denial, towards you - I would walk the hundred-thousand-mile. I'd wait eternity to hold you in my arms... love you and keep you safe from harms, undirected my thoughts are lead to where my heart lies: to a memory of your smiling face... where all my pain subsides. A red valentine's day holding a rose, you were the one I chose, on our first encounter... I froze; beauty of a goddess, smile of an angel, a personality without equal, you... worth more than gold, all of a sudden, I realised; I was sold. And days passed warm and cold... rainy summers and the winter that fold; me... trapped... without you... in a life I despised, destiny creeped up and suprised! I see now: how, why, when, where..? It's because we both always wondered and cared in the days we were apart, just took a while for life to show us, where to start... [comments] => 3 [counter] => 261 [topic] => 2 [informant] => Kellros [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 8 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LovePoetry )
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