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CHILDREN CAN BE SUICIDAL WHEN LONG SUFFERING TAKES HOLD FROM ABUSE.

I Went Where My Childhood Soul Was Waiting, Darkness Followed Me There,  Wanting To Play, I Never Could As A Child, Growing Up Came Quickly For Me, The Stinging Bees, Beneath My Bare Feet, Winds That Blew My Wishes, Clouds That Drew Pictures For Me, As I Sat On My Swing, Where Darkness Enticed Me. Vickie Thayer's Poetry To Ponder | Those Suffering From Depression Since A Child |

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I've gone, to where, my sorrowful soul, was waiting for me. Deep darkness enticed me to play, I never could as a child, because growing up, came quickly for me. The memories of stinging bees, beneath my bare feet, and winds that blew away, my dandelion wishes. The clouds always drew, dark pictures, as I sat on my swing, letting the deep darkness, push me. Vickie Thayer's Poetry To Ponder | Those Suffering From Depression Since A Child |

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