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[title] => one room school house
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[bodytext] => they took a walk down a dirt red road as she wondered where on earth they could go to the one room school house its been there for years where she would hide to shead her tears dark and cold theres holes in the walls it hasnt been used sence seven years fall she would sit in the corner by her self all alone cry tears to the lord just to please take her home a year by now and shes hear again in the same dark corner the knife let her in seeping in deep blood pours down from today this is hwo she takes her emotions away [comments] => 2 [counter] => 182 [topic] => 43 [informant] => tractorbabe [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 14 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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