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[title] => LOVE AND HATE
[time] => 2004-01-21 13:59:06
[hometext] => We think we know some one how wrong we can some times be.....
[bodytext] => As a small child auntie I would totter across the road We played our favourite game it was our secret code You knew my secret hiding place always found me there Loved you then as I do now with such tender loving care Would sit me at your table in my little red coat and hat Called my little red riding hood, always a welcome mat Four others sat in between all wanting your attention The selfish one came later the one to create such tension We continued to stay in touch I stayed often with you Work for the family business you said think things through Lost within a sea of torment as waves pounded at my door My mind a whirl, thoughts as deep as the ocean floor Here I am now a few miles apart never a heartbeat away Invites to parties now declined, in a well mannered way For things have now changed there is a spoke in the wheel My pride and honour still in tacked not under achilles' heel A selfish and evil cousin many times to corrupt my soul The love and beauty we shared to her was a theatrical role The demon and the angel, they say revenge is sweet Heaven and hell cousin, just a heart full of deceit To me no longer of importance she has ceased to be Along with the family business, to the highest degree We used to speak of secrets and hug each other tight No longer in the theatrical limelight poor queen of the night Love xxAngelxx [comments] => 4 [counter] => 273 [topic] => 23 [informant] => sweetangeluk [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 9 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => FamilyPoems )
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