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[sid] => 22778
[catid] => 1
[aid] => Mick
[title] => your cluseless
[time] => 2003-09-05 10:35:00
[hometext] => i dont know, reaction to my adoptive parents being b*****s to me.
[bodytext] => you think you know me, but you have no idea, your flooded in your own clueless and devise. You see me as a troubled yougn man, you only see with such idiotsy through your eyes. you think you understand whats going on in my head, as if you've been in there looking around. your a ***** liar, stop trying to know me, cause all im doing is going down, down, down. your cluess, so why waste your time? get on with life and ground me or something. stop crying for me, it wont help any. remember? penny for a thought? your clueless that it sickens me. you've been my age, but you hide the facts, that you dont want to believe im not okay, you don't want to remember that early day. that day i came home with handcuffs on my wrists, two cops ushering me to the door, you dont want to remember any of that, is it something new? or just a bore? how bout that time when i called from jail? you just claimed you didnt know who i was. had to learn my own lesson, ***** it, i learened my lesson alright. what a buzz. you're cluelss, you dont want to help. you don't care if i get a detention for something. you don't care even if i get expelled, your a ***** b****, just stop it. anything. remember when my best friend died? you jst sent me to my room and told me to get over it. your grandma died and you cried. i couldn't tell you to get over it. in trouble at ten, what a tough age, i should have known, that ate age eleven, i'd get in bigger trouble, at fifteen i'd own the thrown. king of trouble, king of mischeif, how you let me suffer when i couldn't breathe. shouldn't have used all of your inhaler! you stupid b****, i couldn't breath! your so clueless, i hope you find, your so clueless, that its all over. so dont start to bawl. that your going to hell, so start praying to your god, cause your going to need it for not caring at all. [comments] => 2 [counter] => 149 [topic] => 6 [informant] => frickinflamer [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => AngryPoetry )
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