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[aid] => mick
[title] => A year
[time] => 2003-10-13 08:12:16
[hometext] => written on the first year anniversary that my parents split-up (2003)
[bodytext] => Its been a year since we left that night The night my life changed Hands shaking Tears streaming down my face Heart racing The decision to leave, Was not easy nor was it hard Staying strong was difficult Keeping my tears to myself Inside I was screaming for someone to talk to Outside I was wearing a mask of happiness No one knew what I was going through No one noticed the change in me My life was falling apart I was left standing all alone No longer do I take things for granted That night my life faded Photos and possessions meant so much But not as much as feeling safe Going home with a smile on my face Selfishness has eaten him away Now he must have everything He has the house He has the car But he has lost his only daughter Never will he treat me like he should Never will I treat him like a father He screamed at me too many times Called me too many names Words can hurt more than you think When he kicked me I wanted revenge The only pain was emotional Emotional pain never goes away I wonder why he hates me Wonder what I ever did He didn’t care about me Only about his drugs I was disowned by my own father Sometimes its hard to think that he isn’t worth it Im better off without him If only these scars would heal [comments] => 2 [counter] => 190 [topic] => 13 [informant] => fairyfloss [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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