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Not My Eyes
Its late at night when the demons come, I have no where to hide, no place to run I have to live and relive each box that i closed, as memories come back i remember all my fears and woes. You took so much from me at such a young age my innocence striped bare my emotions exposed, I try to be strong, not shed any tears but reliving my nightmares, brings back all my fears. That innocent wee girl just looking for a safe place, from the kicks and the slaps for having the wrong face but I met with the devil with my own brown eyes, as i tried to understand the meaning behind all the lies. I was branded a liar who only thought of herself, who wanted to break the family because i was so bad, I cant understand it that mum never saw, that my body was broken and my eyes were just sad. So I was punished at home for not having thier eyes, but i was only a child, i never knew the whys Why could you both not just send me away, rather than be blamed for your sins day after day. I have to stand on my own now and fight to the end, and get justice for the wee girl and try to start to mend.
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