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Voices

When you relive your childhood dreams, you never could possibly think that every memory you see would be a darkened scene that you can't escape it's like my life I could never out run fate at every turn I made he found me downed me and tried to drowned me and made me promise i was fine for years I was stuck with this line "I'll be fine, it's okay." but I'm done with the lie no more pain I will no longer be driven insane by the stained knife and an unpulled trigger it's not my story it's way bigger it's every child that never had a choice or to be a child and have no voice this is my statement and let me be heard father your dead to me, let no life be stirred

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 12/13/2010 2:57:00 AM
good rimes for a good poem. i really think that such voices should not be taken serious with. thanks.
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