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How Did I Know

the first memory, how would i know again i say, how did I even know was i even capable to understand sitting in the water, wishing to be on land the precise moment, always the same thing I closed my eyes and thats when I felt the sting feeling the hurt, as i felt your hand felt like forever, from the time it began the evil around me, only i could see trying to realize, how this could be My mind pleading for it all to stop and it was never, never to be caught growing up with all this pain washing it off, in the pouring rain but it has been so, so long now my mind still questions why and how what happened, i will always remember in my room, those times together the feelings and thoughts, i will tell i forgive you, and I hope you enjoy hell

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Date: 3/2/2017 9:09:00 AM
Beautifully cathartic ... Liked the poem ...
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Date: 3/1/2017 11:06:00 PM
Writing about pain, it doesn't take it away. But it allows us to put it into words, into a different perspective. I hope it helps you as much as writing helps me. Welcome to PoetrySoup.
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Date: 3/1/2017 6:25:00 PM
Poetry may be a way to soften bad memories. Welcome to poetrysoup. Hope you enjoy posting and reading.
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