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[aid] => mick
[title] => Leather Chair
[time] => 2005-06-08 17:08:18
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[bodytext] => Being brought up With a feeling of burden Hovering over my brunette head Being told too much For a child to know Being too introspective And conscious of the underbelly Has made me bitter and petrified Still I make it through A significant part of life begins Excited for the future Not wanting to repeat others past Previous worries has dragged me down Sitting on my bed with closed books Afraid to open and challenge my intellect Mother tells her doctor I sit on the leather chair Waiting to be called it Noticing the nail grooves from a previous patient What is going to happen to me? Being with the doctor, dainty and elegant She begins I speak, I began to cry I cried for reasons my mind couldn’t fathom But reasons only my heart knew then [comments] => 1 [counter] => 162 [topic] => 21 [informant] => honeyblood [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )
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