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[aid] => mick
[title] => My fight
[time] => 2006-07-13 17:52:56
[hometext] => I was raised on cockroaches and dirt!!!!!!!!
[bodytext] => I was raised on cockroaches and dirt And aint nobody cared about the girl on the tarse Trying to make it throuhrt this ***** up world With with no body on my side Praying to the lord to help me inside Cause I feel like I'm gonna die and I can't see the light So many day haertches, pain, and no faith Trying to make it througt the night Starving whishing I could I eat I know that aint right I raised on cockroaches and dirt And aint nobody care about the girl on the terse I try to be strong and never let no one get the best of me I never let no tears fall Even know mom's suffing and cant get off of crack She dont even know shes falling into those trakes Living on the streets with no where to relax I dont want to fallow in her path I want to be me and nobody esle I was raised on cockroaches and dirt And aint no body care about the girl on the terse No one understands who I am or why I do what I do Sometimes I dont even know who I am or why I the things I do I just keep on moving Trying to get through my troubles But it seems like trouble fallows me Where ever I got its there in my way I was raised on cockroaches and dirt And aint body care about the girl on the terse [comments] => 1 [counter] => 203 [topic] => 21 [informant] => roxygirl [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 2 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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