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[aid] => mick
[title] => .Never.Again.
[time] => 2004-01-09 09:44:26
[hometext] => feelings suck
[bodytext] => I swore I would never do it again, Take this knife in my hand, To make my wrist bleed my pain, So I didn’t have to cry any more, The scares will never go away, And as I hit the wall I was in pain, Why was I put in this position, When I was 6 I learned to listen, I learned to never talk back, Because I would be given one hell of a smack, That would turn my face cherry red, That my bluish tears would never cover up, No matter what we did it was never good enough, You would still walk out on us, Come home every night, And curse our mother out, Thats when I knew with out a doubt, That I hated you, And all that you knew, What did we ever do to you, To make you so angry, I am sorry… is that what you want to hear, Even down to my very last tear, I do not care what you say, I’m better this way I don’t have a handprint on my face, I can walk away with out a trace, You will never understand the pain we went through, That was caused by my father, that’s you, So you’ll die alone and cold, For that’s what I was told, You don’t deserve to be loved, At least not from God above, But he will always love you, And maybe that’s good, But I never want to be hit again, Not even if it is for love, And now I am no longer scared, So maybe I should say this… That I freaking hate you. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 153 [topic] => 6 [informant] => icryblacktearz [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => AngryPoetry )
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