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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Stalker of the night, Evil one of the day. One who haunts my dreams. And wishes to rob me of my soul. You who try to break me. I am not who you want me to be am I? You push to the ground yet while I am there I will not grovel. As I live out my dreams, I see your words breaking them down. I stare at your face and wish to see the source of your hate. I see anger, hate, disgust and I wonder why. In your eyes, I see the true I look at them and see myself in your eyes. I see a girl who you could never tame. I see a girl who you pushed down and yet she rose. I see a girl who you could never love. I see a girl who reminds of your mistakes. I see a warrior and maybe that is why you hate me. I am not the submissive little daughter you wish me to be. I am stronger than any wind from the east. I am not quiet and shy. I am vocal and playful. You tried to break my soul and you robbed me of my innocence. You put me in tears…you caused me great pain. You are what nightmares are made of. Yet I have survived. I am everything you could never be. I stand and to you I say thank you. Thank you for teaching me to survive by being the dictator I had to overcome. Thank you for pushing me down for it made getting up so much sweeter. Thank you for turning my family against me because now I know that I can survive on my own. Thank you Monster for teaching me that my greatest weapons aren’t physical nor verbal…that they lay in me. You taught me that my greatest weapons are: my will to survive, my unwavering faith and my love. You haven’t broken me down…instead you made me stronger. I win. You lose.
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