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[aid] => mick
[title] => LOVE 4 YOUTH
[time] => 2006-06-15 19:58:37
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[bodytext] => AS A CHILD I HAD MANY FEARS THROUGHOUT MY EVERY DAYS THE ONLY THING THAT STOOD OUT WERE MY TEARS... AND THAT'S HOW IT PRETTY MUCH WAS FOR YEARS I NEVER OPENED UP UNTIL I STARTED TO OPEN MY EYES AND EARS, I STARTED TO LISTEN AND HEAR ALL THINGS POSSIBLE EVEN THE IMPOSSIBLE WAS POSSIBLE TO MY EARS... I STARTED LEARNING THE WAY OF LIFE AT 6 WHEN MOM WAS JUST TOO SICK STOOD WITH FAMILY, BUT FAMILY WASN'T EVER FAMILY JUST ANOTHER PLACE TO STAY WHILE THINGS WERE SAFE. FROM HOME TO HOME AND I JUST PRETTY MUCH GREW UP ALONE NO REAL LOVE EVER TOUCHED MY HEART AND I GUESS THAT'S WHERE MY PART BEGINS LOVING TO LIVE AND LIVING TO LEARN HAD I BEEN OLDER THEN... I COULD UNDERSTAND... HOW THAT TINY WORLD I LIVED COULD'VE BEEN IN THE PALM OF MY HAND I WAS JUST TOO SMART, SMART ENOUGH TO BEAR EVERYONE'S WEIGHT THAT'S WHEN GROWING UP WAS HARD, NO PLAYING TIME, JUST TIME FOR SCARS. WASHING DISHES AND CHANGING DIAPERS ISN'T FUN AT AN EARLY AGE. THE FUNNIEST PART OF ALL THIS IS I SINCERELY MISS MY CHILDHOOD THAT WAS SKIPPED LIKE A GRADE IN SCHOOL ALL BECAUSE I WASN'T A FOOL KNEW JUST A LITTLE TOO MUCH AND THAT'S HOW I GOT STUCK.. SOME PEOPLE SAY THAT'S THE BEST KIND OF LUCK, BUT HOW WOULD THEY KNOW THEY WERE NEVER STUCK... GOING TO SCHOOL WAS NEVER EASY, AND YEAH EVERYONE SURE DID TEASE ME, BUT WHAT WAS I TO DO STAND AROUND AND ACT A FOOL... IT WASN'T ME. ALWAYS WELL WITH PEOPLE, EXCEPT PEOPLE MY AGE THEY WERE NEVER ON MY PAGE ALWAYS ON ANOTHER STAGE COMPETING AGAINST ME FIGHTING FOR THE NEXT DAYS TO COME WHEN THAT PRESENT DAY WASN'T EVEN OVER. I'M GLAD IT'S ALL OVER NOW. NOTHING TO WORRY ABOUT... ALL THOSE THINGS MADE ME THE GREAT PERSON THAT I AM TODAY... I COULDN'T HAVE MADE IT IF EVERYTHING WAS A FAIRY TALE. I GUESS THAT'S WHY I'M SPONTANEOUS AND NOT A PLANNER MY WORLD DOES NOT EXIST TO MOST... AND MOST OF MY FREINDS SAY I'M AN ANIMAL, NOW I KNOW WHY... TOUGH WHEN IT COMES TO PROTECTING MINE, BUT LOVING MOST OF THE TIMES. [comments] => 3 [counter] => 191 [topic] => 23 [informant] => chulysnacky [notes] => Edited for spelling as requested - Moderator_16 [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 3 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => FamilyPoems )
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