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[aid] => mick
[title] => The Old Lady
[time] => 2009-11-06 09:01:24
[hometext] => it really hurts my heart when i see someone with a bad relationship with his mother
[bodytext] => Blankets of angry clouds are preventing the stars to twinkle combination of sadness and age harshly caused her wrinkles Carefully one stair at a time with her wooden stick her head looking down hiding very well her aged neck totally alone not one creature passing by, never a ringing phone only loneliness and despair around her house was shown she sits on the rocking chair, unfolds her long braid and as usual all kind of hopes on her face fade wind is causing a war between trees and slapping all the curtains pretending to care, she looks at the windows then stares at the mountains then looks down at her same torn shappy dress the dress she wore when giving her son a goodbye kiss he who was once hiding under her own flesh gained with time the constant title "cruel and selfish" a pause for tears to run down on my cheeks sourly to the shameful crime of killing a soul silently what to do if law can't punish them, emotional killers if for new fresh souls don't exist any sellers on the very edge of her eye the tear stands trying not to fall because her fellows will follow and land on the same hand that fed him and wiped his tears and that chest that hugged him warmly to erase his childish fears i can't.. how can i tell such an extremely painful story? yet hope rises when the daughter appears saying am sorry long time apart from each other but the old lady, for the first time in long empty years was happy the daughter joined her and tries to touch her hair hoping to erase the pain along with talk and laughter they shared both ignoring the fact that the beautiful lady looks at the age when the old woman looked thirty [comments] => 2 [counter] => 143 [topic] => 32 [informant] => Durra1 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => SadPoetry )
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