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[sid] => 159441
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => My Problem
[time] => 2010-05-02 01:23:57
[hometext] => I wrote this poem at 3:00 AM, I had to release some anger I had at myself. It only took my 30 min to write. please tell me what you think.
[bodytext] => I fear I have a problem. I know I do for sure. I know it needs some solving. I know it needs a cure. I went and put some money in. A lot more than I should. Hoping, praying I might win. My luck was proving good. Money, money I did win. I won a lot indeed. What an awful, awful sin. But still I did not leave. I thought that I was lucky. I thought I might win more. I heard it whisper trust me. I never heard the door. Money soon was fading. My luck was running out. I felt myself start hating, The colors and the sounds. But than I win some money. And hatred turns to love. Once more it whispers trust me. Once more I give my trust. I知 down to just one dollar. I use to have much more. I want to scream and holler. I should have heard the door. Now I知 down to nothing. A penny I don稚 have. I知 sick inside my stomach. I知 feeling really bad. Slot machines are fibbers And soon they値l ruin my life. I値l never be a winner, until I say goodbye. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 119 [topic] => 31 [informant] => Nevilleconnie [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 6 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => StoryPoetry )
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