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A Sorrowed Past To Always Last

A lot of heartache I have known Since I was born, till now when grown Born into a loving family Not the scenario for me Something felt wrong in my heart That I could feel from the start Out of place and never wanted All my days were being counted till I was old enough to leave For now it would be filled with grief Pushed around ignored and hated I was hopeful and had waited For some kind of love return That I gave, but I got burned The affection brought on me Was out of hurt and misery By a brother who would fake Real love and somehow take My innocence away for good A situation no kid should Be put through but it would last And be part of a sorrowed past That followed me into my teens And nightmares when I would dream No teen romance would be mine It would take a lot of time To trust anyone again One touch I would close down, but then I finally felt my hand be held By someone who I could tell My story and not freak out Learning what true loves about But now and then the past creeps back And I have a new attack Of memories that linger on Never going to be gone From my life and stay forever Like someones pulling the lever Opening my hearts door To the way it was before And I get scared once again Putting walls up on a friend That don't deserve this kind of treatment But holds on till I can beat it

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Date: 7/24/2014 3:57:00 AM
Wow! Robin, what a powerful poem you have written. So descriptive and open. This type of act happens far more than we know and if this is about you then I am truly sorry for that. Any type of abuse is hard to deal with but this is one of the hardest. It takes a strong person to talk about it. Very heartbreaking and thought provoking.... Robert.
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Date: 7/24/2014 2:37:00 AM
An incredibly powerful write on abuse Robin.My heart goes out to anyone who has suffered this type of traumatic event. counted needs an e not a 3 xx Hugs Jan xxx
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