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[aid] => Mick
[title] => Rose to Her Thorns
[time] => 2003-02-01 22:40:00
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[bodytext] => Mary remembers it all
How it started, when it began When she went into this lull Long ago, when Mary was young and pure Her confidence was taken away Her spirit stomped in dirt Night after night of the same old thing Trying so hard to please him But all Mary ever got was swearing and screaming The aweful things she was called Have stayed with her Mary's mind is weak, her heart stalled A seed of saddness has grown A strong, thorny plant of hate and pain Is one thing she can call her own A part of who she is today But you see, Mary has some power She can change in one way To the thorns, she's adding a flower If Mary can't be beautiful inside If she has to be dumb, slow, and bitter Then with the outside she can hide Manipulate, transform, mutate Control, force, until Mary dies Something to strive for It hides the pain She can put it all behind a closed door This consumes, it eats away But Mary will be a rose So very delicate and beautiful, No one sees the thorns [comments] => 2 [counter] => 202 [topic] => 30 [informant] => AngryBunny [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => PoemsonBeauty )
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