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[aid] => mick
[title] => Trapped In the In between
[time] => 2003-10-21 00:43:32
[hometext] => I wrote this after this weekend's events
[bodytext] => I never knew I could have a mind of a little girl and the age and body of a woman Yes, it is true I am ignorant to many things but my heart is as ice cold towards a man Life has taught me street smarts but lacked to teach me book smart but I pass with bull ***** I don’t know half of what I got myself in but I do know I can’t get myself out I cried tonight because my mind was full of nothing more then doubt How can someone always watching their back not have the strength to push guys off When their pushing against you I knew what they wanted I tried to push them off twice in one night and I did everything wrong there was nothing more I could do But there was so much more I should have done and failed to do when I should have done them I tried to push the nights events away and fold new better events over it just like a hem I didn’t love them nor did I like them in that fashion There was no feelings involved, no passion They were my friends, is that why it was so hard to scream for help I said no but they didn’t want to hear anything negative so they must have imagined a yelp After words they both wanted a kiss good-bye I could kiss them knowing I would then have to see them again and say hi I can still smell their nasty beer soaked breath hovering over me I try to sleep at night but all I can do is lay there with my video camera in my mind playing, making me want to flee I cried in the shower when I seen the bruises on my body in places I never knew could have bruises I tried to brush my hair and found that it hurt so I just put it in a bun hearing the voices repeat, “ 2 to 1 Keri Looses” I can’t hardly walk because while they got their pleasure I got my pain I feel like I can’t take it anymore and I’m slowly going insane I’m stuck with the responsibility of a woman and yet living the life of a mere girl I can’t believe how fast my world can turn around and leave me in a whirl My mom and sister look at me as though I am a slut and get a laugh out of my anguish They don’t know half of what I have been through its like my life has become a broken dish. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 187 [topic] => 43 [informant] => Daydreamer [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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