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[aid] => mick
[title] => in the rearview
[time] => 2008-12-14 19:27:53
[hometext] => I wrote this on my recent travels with my family, one of my most straight-forward writes
[bodytext] => west coast to east coast sounded like fun nice way to smooth things out or a bittersweet goodbye thought we would enjoy it for at least a little while something different and new but i forgot how things are i'm always that rag doll we made it to colorado before it got really bad perhaps i should not complain we nearly made it halfway and i guess it makes good bye easier makes it come to me more clearly i just wish we didn't have to all hurt all fingers are pointing at me i'm the jerk who showed up to make your lives miserable not sure what i did that was so horrible was it when i called you asking for help with a tumor? showing up on all these medicines all ready disabled from a car accident my body setting off all these alarms that i didn't understand but yes, i worked and i laughed just like my body was brand new i needed to live that way so that i didn't break down i could not stand being singled out having differences exploited hurts those needs made me horrid brought out abuse for me then i learned it was deeper those days i spent growing up trying to heal and find me never knew it was such a crime my love for my own father- even that became a sin i have been crucified for all that i am perhaps there just never was room my presence on earth the beginning of it all i truly am sorry for all this [comments] => 4 [counter] => 235 [topic] => 75 [informant] => karoody [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => anguished )
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