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[aid] => mick
[title] => My name is freedom.
[time] => 2009-03-30 12:46:50
[hometext] => Free to be who I please.
[bodytext] => I saw you out on the street last night you were walking alone alright you looked at me and i looked away pain fills everyday When I look in the mirror every time I see the mental mountain, i must climb but it's just so damn difficult sometimes. It's been several months since the day since the day we parted ways To seek the knowledge and find what's true about me and about you Future is uncertain, and change is coming near you'll find our world is different, in a couple years With a small thought in my head This is the last night in my bed There is a big whole world to explore it's too bad that we couldn't last more We could have had that chance for one last otherworldly dance But here I am sitting alone in the grass on a beach thinking about the time past When holding hands and love was true you changed, what happened to you? I move towards the sea To watch the laves lap up around me Forever ebbing and flowing and rising and slowing It's here under these gray clouds That emotion can speak so loud with cold blue waves all around me At last I can finally see The world is laid out and you won't come you've missed out for an emotional sum No longer will I be there No longer will you care No longer do I fill my heart with your painful art I am myself and I am me I full of problems you couldn't see Now I know that's just it and you never gave a *****. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 243 [topic] => 22 [informant] => mutantfish [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LostLove )
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