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[title] => Parade Of Clowns
[time] => 2003-10-17 14:06:47
[hometext] => ....my mother picked my wedding date....my step-father's birthday.......retribution for being a molest victim..........
[bodytext] => all hope was lost somehow simple retribution for all our sins all purposes so crudely denied she lost her soul and traveled within pick a date....any date but never one of your own a lie shows the final poker hand a destiny ill of fate was being shown she lost her mind somewhere her truths denied her fault her reality gained such corrosion she lost her reasoning by default betrayed repeatedly by ones' own kin her ire became so intense her calculations ran so very deep lived half her life that side of the fence married off a daughter on the darkest of cold days power slowly slipped from her gnarled fingers her very last effort of control.....past her death and into this life yet lingers a daughter passed down the aisle so very full of brand new life passed to the hypocritical side of adulthood so unaware of future toil and strife you chose her day ...worse or better to remind her always of the score for both child and man together destroyed all that was whole within your core you left this world knowing full well the day would sometime dawn recognition of some hateful purpose with no one left to fawn a day not unlike any other a day doomed energy from the start a lost little girl without a say once again proven unworthy of your heart a twelfth month..... a thirteenth day a remembered day of birth a treasured walk....a ring so true all the pain embedded within the hollow earth like mother...like daughter you always liked to say you're destined to repeat me in so many ways for better...for worse for lifetimes to come i'll always remember your chosen little day [comments] => 5 [counter] => 171 [topic] => 48 [informant] => jaeann [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )
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