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[aid] => mick
[title] => Same Time Next Week
[time] => 2014-12-05 00:20:26
[hometext] => The sometimes sad reality of co-parenting
[bodytext] => Caught up in a firefight,
drama of their former life.
Here she comes broom in hand,
grow a pair, take a stand.
Spitting, hissing, screeching blight,
hackles up prepared to smite.
Bubonic bullets light the fuse,
children staring quite confused.
Closet dwellers spilling out,
nothing's sacred hear the shout;
Of dirty deeds and love forsaken,
innocence has now been taken.
Damage done cannot rewind,
children crying, so purblind.
Nothing gained still not defeated,
'cause next week they'll just repeat it.
[comments] => 3
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[topic] => 21
[informant] => kmec1990
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[ihome] => 0
[alanguage] => english
[acomm] => 0
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[ratings] => 0
[editpoem] => 1
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[topicname] => Lifepoems
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