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[aid] => mick
[title] => Secret
[time] => 2007-03-15 16:35:02
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[bodytext] => This is not the place nor time, this was not the clue – that sign. It couldn't feel any wronger – a moment like this .. maybe some other day .. when I'm prepered to die for it. I'll do it tomorrow, when the sun doesn't rise, or the day after that, when I'll put down my disguise. Maybe someday when my memory'll find you again or yet the day when I'll finally cry my last tear in vain. I want it really bad, but I'm afraid that it won't matter 'till I'm dead. Buried and gone, eventually left alone ever so patient and cold, regrets will burn my soul. Afraid of never learning how to be, how to live a life so full and free, I will waste myself until the end of the path, all the way on to my last breath. The sun is down and it is time the time to dream away and be alive .. So this dream is my secret. It's just mine, mine to hide. Made inside my heart, buried in my mind. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 177 [topic] => 21 [informant] => ila [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 9 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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