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[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => The Way It Is Npw
[time] => 2004-04-26 16:57:05
[hometext] => More about my parents
[bodytext] => I swear they used to love each other I know that is a fact They just celebrated 20 years, my father and my mother. Now my house is broken, I have a broken home, All they do is scream and hit And all I can do is hide from their *****. It's hard when I see the bruise covering my mother's cheek It's hard when I know I'll lose simply because I'm too weak. I hate the way he yells at her I hate the way she screams But most all I hate the fact that I can't escape - not even in my dreams. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 163 [topic] => 32 [informant] => elizabethfusco [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => SadPoetry )
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