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When I was six my life fell apart
I told no one
Even though it tore me apart
My reality and nightmares became one
As I shivered in silence in the dark
As my parents lost their spark

Through masked smiles I was ten
And on my way to becoming a man,
Raised strongly by my mother
But always resembled my father
I strived to find the person in me
As I befriended my pen

At eight teen I fell a victim
Fell prey fed to predators called friends
As they had my dignity on their hands 
I pursued God who became my beam
For I had grasped life’s fundamentals 
And off  were the empty smiles

19, awaits for me tomorrow
The last year that I may be a teen.

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  1. Date: 5/24/2012 1:50:00 PM

    Hi Ronny use it carefully, my father died when i was a child but my step dad turned out ok and taught me loads, sometimes you are on your own i know and that hard so good luck buddy, have a great weekend, all the best Owen

  1. Date: 5/15/2012 6:12:00 AM

    Many happy returns Ronny. Manhood beckons with your own decisions awaiting you xx

  1. Date: 5/11/2012 8:03:00 PM

    Wow Happy Birthday and fantastic poem as well..Patrick

  1. Date: 5/11/2012 4:41:00 AM

    Happy birthday !!!!!!! :) :) :) :) - birthday hug to you. - oxox Anne-Lise

  1. Date: 5/10/2012 8:05:00 PM

    Hi Ronny, i know how it is to fall victims to them so called friends... i dislike it very much..tomorrow is my Fathers birthday, and my granddaughter... lol..makes me sound old.. love your poem..I will be here to wish you a happy birthday tomorrow.. xox... from Texas... yours truly the Poet Destroyer

  1. Date: 5/10/2012 6:12:00 AM

    Only 19.... and written so good, well done Ronny. - AND, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TOMORROW, HAVE A HAPPY DAY!!!! - oxox big hug to you from Anne-Lise