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[aid] => mick
[title] => Reminiss
[time] => 2004-10-11 17:10:04
[hometext] => its been a while , enjoy
[bodytext] => As I sit down and rethink all that I thought about I smoke a little weed ,concentrate, and let my mind uncloud Finding what I need is some time to let it all come out Now I take the lead, left behind, you are not around Now its only me and my mind and the thoughts I found How its gonna be all the time till Im underground Never being free, never fine, never hear the sound Never gonna see, never mind, I'll never be aloud Never comprimise with the lies that you justified Now I realize that it dies with a knife inside All the allabies and the cries that you try to hide Will never stabilize the lives or our childs pride Many sleepless nights, long goodbyes, like they've been denied I see it in their eyes, hear their sighs, they seem so deprived Who should I despise in these times that I wish I died Its hard to keep in mind they are mine and I must stay alive I got to keep on going and I cant keep looking back Cause all this time their growing I cant keep them in the psat And my brains I cant be blowing I must keep them all intact For the reasons I am knowing that my kids could not react I reminiss, something I have to miss, is those kids, As I sit down and rethink all that I wrote about I take another hit of the weed watch the smoke roll out What I really need is to find why I live in doubt Why I want to bleed Am I blind can I seek it out I am only me and I tried and I let me down I can only see theres no pride I am not around Not how it should be Ive not lied only stood my ground And eventually, they'll realize why my hands are bound Its all about their lives, family ties as they say goodnight Not a sheltered prize, of goodbyes, as I hold them tight All your selfish lies in their eyes they will seem alright The Son will always rise after cries of the sleepless nights A smaller sacrifice someone dies for a rightous fight And never realigns his mind for the final flight Never sees the signs of the times what is wrong or right Now is not the time for my rhymes of my suicide I got to keep on going and I cant keep looking back Cause all this time their growing I cant keep them in the past And my brains I cant be blowing I must keep them all in tact For the reasons I am knowing that my kids could not react I reminiss, its something i have to miss is those kids living in ignorance for your ***** [comments] => 2 [counter] => 366 [topic] => 23 [informant] => SuicidalSon [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => FamilyPoems )
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