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[aid] => mick
[title] => Turn the page
[time] => 2004-04-18 14:06:02
[hometext] => This is about my family and how we went through a hard time. and its about how i felt alone because i'd lost everyone i loved.
[bodytext] => All I ever wanted was someone I could laugh with and not get angry at. Well the days have come and gone and theirs nothing I can do anymore. Everybody’s going on now and somehow I still stand with my shadow alone. And now I fight with her and I cant take it anymore, I wanna die but theirs no way to it. In the midst of darkness a soul tells me it will be ok, but somehow I don’t believe it. What exactly is beauty and what is friendship really. All I have left is nothing; I have nothing to live for anymore. Screaming and yelling, what is their for me to look forward to. God casts me aside, to be alone. So now I’m left to wander this earth for the rest of eternity. Nobody said that this would make any sense. I’m on the point of no return, who’s gonna pull me back to life? I have no plan; all I try to do is get closer to the thrill. When I fly I get shot down, but I won’t just take it as it is, I won’t lay down and die. Refusing to be stuck in-between. I am your reaper. Hiding behind your fake image that you put on for the rest of the world. To the point of no return, where anger burns inside like a wild fire. After the song of death has turned away and I’m pulled back to reality and I come to realize that the world is falling, the people are dying. My life is fading away, I watch the things I love turn away and fall down to die. Here I am still fighting for my own life, to live on in a dream. To go into the world, become what you will, and let fate take its turn. Every painful crease that you cause. I will walk away from all of this one day. When I sleep my dreams are haunting. They linger in my mind everyday. How many times have you been treated? you seem to have it all, to have control, but inside you're losing it, you think your life is so hard, just get away. What’s at the edge of the unknown? You don’t know what it feels like being alone. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 166 [topic] => 43 [informant] => creed [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 13 [ratings] => 5 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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