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[sid] => 2871
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[aid] => mick
[title] => Cradling Spite
[time] => 2002-08-28 06:17:00
[hometext] => Serious Write...
[bodytext] => Cradling Spite.
(His child tonight) While I wrap myself In dead love. It seems he’s more obsessed With who is the best Parent of our unwanted dove. Clearly it’s he, Who nurtured the spite within me So I don’t see what is so wrong With him for once, taking Responsibility Of the words he kept burning For so long. Now after these years How can I scorn my own tears? How can I set alight To my own creation, We spent so many years Paying arrears of envy With such forced dedication. I would like to say, no… Not sorry but…I would Like to say this, I’ll never forget (wishing we never met) When I tasted The first spiteful kiss. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 173 [topic] => 6 [informant] => phildel [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 3 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => AngryPoetry )
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