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[sid] => 21968
[catid] => 1
[aid] => Mick
[title] => uncle kreepy's game
[time] => 2003-08-16 11:45:00
[hometext] => i would explain it's meaning, but i don't think it would be posted. look at the title. it's cryptically obvious.
[bodytext] => uncle kreepy smells like whiskey and his eyes are small and beady he sweats, and licks his lips alot when my parents send me over to stay aunt kreepy is heavily medicated she doesn't talk or move around she just sits at the kitchen table and mumbles to the walls uncle kreepy has a dresser full of "porn" he makes me look at the pictures with him i'm only 6, i don't understand what these pictures mean or why uncle's eyes get all glassy like they do uncle kreepy's hands are scratchy like big cat tongues when we "wrestle" sometime uncle plays too rough and when he wins he makes me play his "game" he tells me i have to keep our secret that mom and dad would hate me if i told he says they'd send me away and i'd never see them again he says that they wouldn't love me anymore uncle kreepy's got a buick that smells like vaseline and uncle kreepy loves the kiddies if you know what i mean when i got older, uncle kreepy moved away i don't know where he is now but i know that i'll find him some day and when i find that "uncle" of mine i'll teach him a new "game", you see i'll stab and slash, leave a big bleeding hole like the one Uncle Kreepy left in me [comments] => 6 [counter] => 188 [topic] => 13 [informant] => Cancer [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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