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Healing From a Broken Heart-Part Two

As I got older the abuse got worst, It felt like I was being cursed: My mother would threaten to kill me, Somtimes I would find a way to flee: I was always found, And thrown on the ground: Verbal, physical, and sexual abuse, My mother always had an excuse: Legal authorities got me out, I was very angry and would pout: I was in a Christian foster home, They were nice and showed me a church home: God protected me all of my life, I thank Him for helping me to survive: Now I help others as much as I can, I am married to a wonderful man: My mother knows that I forgive her, I always will love her for sure: God is healing me everyday, He's here for me in every way.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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