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Echoes Out of Time

Echoes of Time Echoes of time consume me I've been there and back again I was that little girl Ripped apart and laid bare Yes I was left naked there No one would help me No one would dare They were afraid of him They couldn't care When I looked into her eyes They were bare They had no stare I knew she wasn't even there

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Duke Beaufort

Date: 3/26/2017 2:16:00 PM

Sounds like you are talking about your parents. Whatever it was, these things leave chilling scars on our minds. It's never pleasant and takes a lot to put it in perspective.

Terry O'Leary

Date: 3/9/2013 9:42:00 AM

Too many suffer such a dark 'fate'... It's good to illuminate, as you have... Terry

Debbie Duncan
Date: 3/9/2013 11:36:00 AM

Thanks for reading Terry ;}

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 12/21/2012 5:20:00 PM

my, this is a dark one from you. It resonates with sadness, Debbie. What inspired this one? (enjoyed your tale of the twin cats)

Robert Johnson

Date: 8/7/2012 7:47:00 PM

The trauma lingers within the soul. With these reflections that take their toll. With eyes wide shut the heart will bleed. When no one helps in our time of need.

Sarah Seraphin

Date: 12/11/2011 5:06:00 PM

* "TIS SAD THIS SORROWS ECHO * MY DEAR SWEET BEAUTIFUL * BEAUTIFUL DEBBIE * WE JOURNEY UPON THIS ROAD IN LIFE * RESONATE & GIVE & TAKE * CHAINED THEN CHAINS * WEEPING OFTTIMES TEARS * TRYING TO FIND AN ESCAPE * SHED THE RESIDUE OF IT ALL * AND WHERE COULD WE FIND HOPE IF THERE WERE NO HOPE * I KISS YOUR CHEEK * I CARESS YOUR HEART * I APPRECIATE THE DEPTH & COURAGE IN YOUR PRECIOUS BEAUTIES WORDS * INTO THE STARS ONE DAY * I SHALL EVERMORE * FIND YOUR BEAUTY THERE * MY LUV, FOREVER & ALWAYS * SARAH." *

Vince Suzadail Jr.

Date: 6/8/2011 9:38:00 AM

This is a too sad story too often told but not put out in the open often enough. The system doesn't do a damn thing. After working with kids with similar stories, I've become a vigilante fan. The victims suffer and the defendants make a mockery of justice. Where is Charles Bronson when you need him? Vince

Wiseton Prins

Date: 3/19/2011 6:03:00 AM

sad and chilling as the reality is... my heart duly sinks... apologies rise from within to the victims unknow... yet some known but ignored... Debs, keep it going and soon they will fear no more. the world will no longer ignore. such should be echoes out of time indeed, but not another reality for an unfortunate girl to live. touches me deep Debs. Deep and real as it should be so yeah! two thumbs up 4 the awesome work.

Nette Onclaud

Date: 3/19/2011 3:45:00 AM

oh debbie... i enjoy this kind of mystery and flowing imagery! well done...:) huggs, nette