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[aid] => mick
[title] => ::A Thousand Words::
[time] => 2002-09-18 06:23:11
[hometext] => This just goes to show where you end up when you cheat on another....It's just wrong no matter how you look at it....
[bodytext] => One day Our mom was working
Her husband came to pick her up My sis was in the car Asking questions, so abrupt Our mom was very happy She surely had it all The dream of every woman To be happy most of all My sis asked her certain things When can we go see aunt Hilda? My mother stopped to glare and said Dear who? ...Who is aunt Hilda? She looked over at her husband She gave him a hard nudge For he had fallen in love With some girl from the elks club Mom took her cigarette Put it out on his arm indeed She called him real bad names And got out to walk the street She walked to the bus stop Where she made her journey home To pack up all her things To go where nobody knows She took all of her children She tried to do her best She was to poor to feed them So she gave them back to rest She intended on coming back for them And back indeed she went But he had already gotten custody Alone my mom's life spent I know Hilda was mean to them My sisters and my brother My sister's lived their own lives Over dose of pills grabbed my brother My family all survived this A long time my mom hated men But now it's all in the past Not to be relived again Hilda's passed away now My mom is happy where she is But he sits blind, crippled,and alone This is what cheating gets [comments] => 5 [counter] => 213 [topic] => 32 [informant] => Syk0hsGirL [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => SadPoetry )
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