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[aid] => mick
[title] => All The While, I Wish For Faces I Can Never Hold Again
[time] => 2003-12-31 00:47:01
[hometext] => The saddest lowest part of my life has taught me to write...not as a writer, but as a human being. Love and Happiness to everyone who reads and appreciates. As low as I have been and as happy as I am now.
[bodytext] => All the while Sitting, reading into this I wish I could see you again Staring back at me through the mist Haunting as the ghosts of winter Cold and in distress I remember the stars that held your face so lovely And the windows down always the best Sorry for all the things that I'd said and done I've lost the touch, and you're the one I wish I could tell you All the things that hold me up so high Wishing these lost hopes forever And waking up wishing only to die Standing on feet so broken Thinking with a head so full An explosion of nowhere And it's your pin to pull The constant thoughts that hold me And you, the demon that would render I wish you could hold me My arms in your surrender Everything I can't remember And all the thoughts I can Wake up from being pathetic Become a better man Consequences that we render And the voice that you lost me to I wish you could see me Hold me back like you used to do I wish all the hopes and dreams The months scratched into a wall It's the consequences you run from And yet, I am here to catch your fall [comments] => 3 [counter] => 285 [topic] => 13 [informant] => Exodus-On-Life [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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