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[aid] => mick
[title] => The Resurrection Chamber
[time] => 2005-03-21 16:58:53
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[bodytext] => I see myself in the shards of glass that litter the floor, There are no memories left, Just a feeling that I should know more, Maybe it's better if I don't see you, that I don't know the truth, I'll never know your answer but I'll never know what it's like to lose. The bottle's empty and my glass has run dry, I'm too tired to function, I'm too tired to even try, From the window I watch the mist appear, Rolling in isometric circles, through a distant atmosphere, Lady,Lady I think of you, The smiles you give The way your hair moves, I wonder and shudder and start to fall I don't know you, I don't know you at all. Wrapped up in dreams My actions are real The feel of your lips Opened wounds start to heal. But it's only a vision A wish on a star, A thought in my mind A thought gone too far The future kicks in with a shout and a bang, You're a scar on my arm, You're the knife in my hand, You're the flow of blood, You're the hatred and the pain, You're the hole in my life, You're the fine summer rain. I close my heart and I try to forget, What it feels like to love without any regrets, But I always end up in this dark, lonely place With a toast to the past, it begins again. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 166 [topic] => 13 [informant] => Urizen [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 4 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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