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[aid] => mick
[title] => Conversation between head and heart
[time] => 2002-10-04 16:30:00
[hometext] => The one year anniversary is hitting me pretty hard. It makes it seem so fresh. My heart still hurts but sometimes my head says it shouldn't. I think I will stick with my heart on this one. Miss ya Big Guy!
[bodytext] => Why do you miss him still?
Why do you yearn for his return? Can’t you get over this hill? Will you ever cease to burn? Why don’t you listen to me? All this pain could end I could set you free He was just a friend He left you here on your own He didn’t think of you Seeds of hurt he has sown You shouldn’t be so blue A year has already past You shouldn’t still be here It did seem awfully fast You shouldn’t shed a tear You can’t just hang on Just forget his voice He is gone He made that horrible choice Why are you crying? He won’t come back You can’t keep trying The strength you lack The memories are dim But on October five You will always think of him And that hateful drive Oh I give up You sit in your pain You drink from this cup See what you have to gain You go ahead Work through your grief He is still dead Suicide is the thief Commit to memory every moment I tried to help you disregard Go ahead cause yourself torment Visit him at the grave yard You know it will only cause hurt I hardly think it will be a cure Go look at the still fresh dirt Go ahead if you’re sure Remember all the good times had I guess I miss him as well You are making me sad Just please don’t tell I guess I find comfort in seeing his stone The flowers and toys I don’t feel quite as alone I remember all the joys I like to pretend I don’t Because it is easier you see If you won’t Then I can pretend to be free Something has changed This is more than just pain I feel rearranged I don’t feel like I’m in chains Together as one we sit on this limb This isn’t what I thought it to be But remembering him Is what sets us free. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 281 [topic] => 39 [informant] => LJ [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Grief )
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