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[aid] => mick
[title] => LAID UP NOTION
[time] => 2006-04-01 02:03:00
[hometext] => I keep thinking - why does a relationships fall apart? Yes Dear, it is suspicion of course.
[bodytext] => A daring nasty little bug, pierced into her pretty little head bugged her day in and day out. Ringing the bells of suspicion, loud for the next door to hear. Made her quarrel with the dear, ’nd called him dirty liar day in and day out, ‘nd never let him come near. Lo, arrived the dooms day just when the bug done with its little game, and left behind a gift of bitter bundle of tearful-pain. Lovely shining sunny-day deformed into grim gloomy burning hell to day, “suspicion” – a shivering chilly cold breeze pierced the tender bones to freeze. For a blinking second she sat and wondered; what a dimwit she had been to ditch the gentle warm cozy heart, for a rootless, reckless, silly cause. She perished as one among a thousand beneath the filthy muck, Battered like an old leaf, along buried her dreamy dear -home with no one near. (FRANCO) [comments] => 3 [counter] => 168 [topic] => 48 [informant] => FRANCO [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )
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