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[sid] => 21712
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[aid] => Mick
[title] => Please No, Nanette
[time] => 2003-08-10 18:25:00
[hometext] => along came a vision.....then the memories exploded......
[bodytext] => Broken window pane tattered soiled curtain little toy pop up toaster evil lived there, I'm certain. Tilted merry-go-round chickens in their coops can you hear the crickets singing? to her level I could never stoop. Her punishments were demented and play time ever so sick her agendas always perverse I could never stay back from the stick. Her momma was blinded passed out cold or gone left in her presence I was a timid little fawn. Water drinking birdie somehow mezmerized me forever rocking me gently into solace some day there'll be a place of never. I wanted so to run away but she's laughing as I hide the sound of her comes closer I look down and lose my pride. Mommy was too tired for me to tell her I couldn't have if I tried because Nanette said if I had Mommy would have died. She put the fear of love into me just one psychotic penance after another I was her muse .... her occupation ...... by my pain she could not be bothered. Cross all the railroad racks she cries, "Look out...here it comes...!" tells me to run real fast now so she can shoot the b.b. gun. I loved her and I hated her as I got older I got better at both the taking and the giving sometimes, I was strong and didn't let her. Then one day I never saw her again not yesterday or the next Mommy changed things around Mommy re-wrote all the checks. Nannette was sick and hurtul and kept me in constant pain I'll never forgive her for any of that or for hating ****ing trains. [comments] => 8 [counter] => 161 [topic] => 6 [informant] => jaeann [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => AngryPoetry )
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