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[aid] => mick
[title] => Aileen
[time] => 2004-05-11 17:06:29
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[bodytext] => Touched up, felt up, burning from side to side Loving the past, hating the memories Been touched up, felt up, running to hide Paid for lovin, humin to climb Now Aileen sits in a court room Forever tied, wearing red, saying farewell Well she hopes ‘you burn in hell’ Look at her, tearing out her hair They’re gonna make her disappear She’ll be out of here from a chair A brown stained butterfly With yellow coffee frayed hair Starched teeth Heart bleeds Smashed belief Scorched flesh A cold blooded mesh Spat out by a society Reproducing her everyday She’ll come out of the sewers She’ll drag down the lawyers She’ll impregnate fate And unleash all that hate Give her a boo give her a cheer She’s a celebrity now, without even having to appear Should have won an Oscar- if they’d play fair! All she got was all they sold and all she received is a cold hot chair [comments] => 3 [counter] => 174 [topic] => 41 [informant] => Overstated [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 11 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => political )
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