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[aid] => mick
[title] => This House Is Not A Home
[time] => 2004-12-10 14:46:07
[hometext] => After months of writers' block, I think I may have shook it, please enjoy I've missed YPDC so much. The Phantom
[bodytext] => I lie here bleeding, my soul is leaving, The world is so deceiving, I close myself to all feeling, Loneliness keeps eating, it's hard to keep breathing, I wish for a touch, maybe a hug or a kiss, is that too much, Here I sit staring at the walls, praying they would fall, My soul has escaped, leaving my body filled with hate, Loneliness takes hold, I can feel its hand, it's so cold, As my life passes before my eyes, there's no tomorrow I realize, I hear a knock on the door, I yell, ' leave, love no longer lives here anymore," Was that a mistake, there're so many steps I wish I could retake, I wish I could go back, but what's the use I've chosen my path, The sky grows dark, as a sharp pain shoots through my heart, Memories of love in the distance, I'm left to ponder my decisions, Did I make the right choice, the thought of your kiss so warm and moist, My mind is racing, my heart is just chasing, I replay the moment you walked out of my life, and I contemplate, what it would be like if you were my wife, But it's too late for that now, I let my pride get in the way of what I needed to say, So now I cry alone, without love this house is not a home. Forever Faithful The Phantom [comments] => 6 [counter] => 207 [topic] => 22 [informant] => The_Phantom [notes] => (Edited for spelling by Mod_11 as requested) [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 6 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => LostLove )
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