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[aid] => mick
[title] => HATE is merely an under statement for you jean.
[time] => 2005-05-11 05:19:18
[hometext] => I won’t explain this ‘coz as I said in the poem, Jean isn’t even worth my strength! I hate her, and that’s all there is to it! Please comment on this though, even if you don’t like it... And oh yeah, Jean was my foster mum.
[bodytext] => Lows are thickly imbedded with in. I HATE you jean! I can’t forgive. You’ve rejected me so with Richard I live. May god himself, NEVER forgive! I took your words and held your lows. I ignored how you gambled and watched it grow. I tore my self up just to melt my hurt. But I felt myself rot when you treated me like dirt… You struck me deep on a number of times. And I couldn’t eat as I fell through time… … And I hope you didn’t mean it, when you said it’s my fault, That YOU’RE niece cut too when you neglected us both. But some where inside I know you meant it. ‘Coz you’re too screwed up, just to except. That I tried to kill myself ‘coz I couldn’t stand it. And YOU pulled it on me and led me to it… That YOU told lies to make things seem ok. And YOU pushed YOUR front at me when what I said I wasn’t happy. And YOU through away the money you were given to look after me. … And YOU may have got better but STILL through things in my face… I took what I absorbed but barely told any one. And YOU took some advantage with the icy death of your mum. And I know it was hard for you trying to continue when you were down. But you could have got some help; you have to prevent the way things worked out… … And yeah I took an over dose, and you were all ‘shocked’. And YOU could barely except that I carved ‘hate me’ when I cut. … And now you just don’t want me. You-just-don’t-care. But I already knew that, even though you said you’d ALWAYS be here…! And I don’t know what-to-say-to-you. YOU know YOU should get help! But I know you won’t… And it’s why I did this to my-self… And I can continue grieving, Crying over YOU. But YOU’RE not worth my strength! MAY-YOU-ROT-IN-HELL! I-HATE-YOU! [comments] => 2 [counter] => 207 [topic] => 65 [informant] => deathdrop [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => toughstuff )
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