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[aid] => mick
[title] => The Storm
[time] => 2004-01-19 12:56:39
[hometext] => Ah, the wonders of boredome...and lots of memories
[bodytext] => The storm outside not a fragment of the storm that rages within Days like these bring back memories of when I'd fall and give in The rain outside falls like that of mine eyes Unwanted, steady and cold The trails they follow are long worn down Sorrowful, lonely and old Pain held inside for so long forms sweet glistening rain drops From thine eyes Submissive in my own world Overrun with forgotten feelings of those whom I despise The rain outside falls like that of mine eyes Unwanted, steady and cold The trails they follow are long worn down Sorrowful, lonely and old False interpretations of the pain convincing me death was better than life Believing every voice I heard each action taken; more absurd until I met my friendly knife The rain outside falls like that of mine eyes Unwanted, steady and cold The trails they follow are long worn down Sorrowful, lonely and old But the cutting is over now Even though this damage still resides in me Hiding the pain day by day hurting worse to have to say Keeping it away so others won't see The rain outside falls like that of mine eyes seldom, painful and old The trails they follow are long worn down building their trenches in my soul [comments] => 2 [counter] => 155 [topic] => 13 [informant] => PsychoticDreamz [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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