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Broken

Broken in a place where my wounds cant be fixed Torn by the aids and the drugs that killed you when I was six. Cant get it out my head, Why my world decided to change I live life to win, only because its a live or die game. Broken in my heart the day they took me away All because of a man that choose to rape me that day Being raised by strangers in different homes I never got over the fact that momma left me all alone. Broken in a way that changed my whole life Gang banging and drugs, and carrying a gun with a knife Raised in the streets and taught by different men, Living a life I thought was real, but all for pretend. Broken into pieces, pieces that cant be fixed I had to fight my way through but started to get tired of the ****. I had to make a choice and I had to make it fast, But than that day came where my time did not last. I had my mind set on wanting to do the right thing but how will that happen if life always seem to rain I had to push and push til my breakthrough came in Finally I was broken to wanna live life again. I fought through every war, I surrendered through all the pain Everything I lost, I took back and regained. Broken once before but never broken again I thank god today that he gave me the chance to win. "Broken"

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 4/10/2016 1:42:00 AM
Raquel Brown, you've expressed yourself well, I enjoyed your poem. **LINDA**
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Date: 11/17/2011 3:02:00 PM
Very nice write! I'm glad that you took that chance.Now I'm just letting you know anytime you use the word"God" in a poem.It should be capitalized.Or for that matter anytime you write the word or type it. :-) I'm not being a smart_$$ or anything.I was told when I wrote it the same way....Wow! The pain is still getting me.
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Raquel Brown
Date: 11/17/2011 3:21:00 PM
Thank you. Glad that you enjoyed. Anything I write comes from real experiences. Just trying to find a way to start off my writing career. Your comment means a lot. Thanks once again.

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