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[aid] => mick
[title] => Trouble
[time] => 2004-03-20 16:36:09
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[bodytext] => Its 2 o clock, all the bars are closed My dad is on his way home, drunk and on the road Angry about something, Prolly nothing at all But ill be the one to take the fall The door opens, i see him stumble in The trouble is about to begin "Get over here son" The trouble has just begun His fist goes up, and i hear the crack as it hits my head After all the abuse, its a wonder im not dead Agian and agian i feel the pain The alcholol makes him insane What did i do to deserve this pain? My lost is his gain He saids he loves me and he wont do it agian But next weekend, the Trouble will begin [comments] => 1 [counter] => 198 [topic] => 6 [informant] => xSexyTexasGuyx [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => AngryPoetry )
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