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[aid] => mick
[title] => Trick Or Treat
[time] => 2004-05-01 13:35:32
[hometext] => such a pitiful life
[bodytext] => She was so perfect, such a beautiful sight When she got ready, for her work at night Her boss took care of her, also his cut If she never made it, she would just get hurt She would stand alone, watching the cars Smiling invitingly, displaying her wares Looking for a trick, to earn her some cash A pitiful life, sorrowful and harsh She started the game, at only fourteen Introduced by her father, he named her the queen He needed some money, to pay off his debt She was his way out, he showed no regret Now he has gone, she still plays the game Never knowing any better, her life remained the same Every night working, her ass on the street Whispering to passers by, hey there, trick or treat She whispered to one man, she'll whisper no more He whispered I despise you, cheap little whore Her neck he slit open, with a razor sharp knife No more games will she play, no more pitiful life [comments] => 2 [counter] => 145 [topic] => 13 [informant] => parkman [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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