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[aid] => mick
[title] => The Road Along
[time] => 2005-03-28 23:52:32
[hometext] => ...a road of memories reveal the truth...
[bodytext] => Going along the road of life, memories come surging back So many things that in my childhood I did lack, No toys to play with, no rattle to shake No teddy to cuddle, no cake to bake. Life was so dull; nothing glittered anymore So many secrets my heart did boar. Not one of them was allowed outside my soul ‘Cos if they were, they would leave a hole And that hole can heal, A wound my beloved gave me; a wound I can’t conceal. Going along the road of life, memories falling astray A thousand secrets, a millions words she did betray I see her face; can she see mine? Reflections in the mirror shining so fine. Walking down the path was a burden for me It was only my eyes that couldn’t see. I wanted to move on; leave the past behind But my soul I just couldn’t seem to find. A blur each day; I felt in a daze A monotone life, all in a haze. Going along the road of life, memories falling apart A place for her will always be held in my heart. All alone here I’m seated My heart, I feel is constantly defeated. So many times I turned to her When I was happy and when I was blue. But she just walked away from me My sorrow she never did see. I tried to talk to her each and every day But never once did she ever come my way. A million words can never heal What wound I’ll forever have to conceal, I thought that together we’d walk the way home But today, I’ll only walk that road alone. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 181 [topic] => 32 [informant] => white_tiger [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => SadPoetry )
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