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[catid] => 1
[aid] => Mick
[title] => alone on the doorsteps
[time] => 2002-12-05 03:40:00
[hometext] => if it's what he wants, and it's what she wants , then why is there so much pain..i get what i want and i like what i see...
[bodytext] => the world acted very cruel to me
fate has been a real pain to bear through all i have been through and getting through the rain butterfly says she is through it before i was there he walked up to me in my dreams and slapped me, pulled my hair he found another girl but i guess he can't see there is no one alive that is better than me no one who has a body like mine hair that flows like liquid gold i would've given anything if only he had told i wanted to know who she was who had beaten me in his game i could've laughed at his choice of girl or hung my head in shame but instead the question lingers hanging in the air and i scream in my heart why does life have to be so unfair? i am beautiful, right? i am fun, i am nice wanted you, loved you was your sugar and spice how does one girl take from me what i had a week ago? how does she steal it away? i thought i heard you calling but that was too many yesterdays no one knows what he said but they will find out soon enough maybe i am hoping he'll come back life can be so rough now i guess i get to go out and because i didn't cry i now have to find myself another decent guy. so long, i guess, its over. (" yes, it is "says he) [comments] => 1 [counter] => 180 [topic] => 48 [informant] => dantoad [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => EmotionalPoetry )
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