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Responce Poem To Lost Youth

Response Poem To Lost Youth Young yet dead inside hardened like steel through fire no dreamy eyes love’s first surprise dead with camellias on the grave walk the streets a curse cursing god praying to him from a mouth of hate believing as a last straw connected to the child before bedtime prayers were please hide me from and “him” became damnation.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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Date: 10/9/2017 12:49:00 AM
The lowest form of human life...they that prey on the small and defenceless - Scum of thee Earth!! This poem is sad beyond words, Patricia -- a very powerful write! john
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Date: 9/17/2017 5:17:00 PM
Abused children run the streets with no safe place to go. Thank you for understanding.
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Date: 9/17/2017 4:11:00 PM
Difficult to crack! Sad to see young lives in such a mess. All the best, Craig
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Date: 8/7/2017 8:18:00 PM
GREAT DEPTHS OF SADNESS. Evil truly exists in this dark world--especially in man's lost soul and decaying mind.
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Date: 8/6/2017 12:09:00 PM
Hi Patricia , great write beautifully described anger , sadness :) hugs
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PATRICIA CRESSWELL
Date: 8/6/2017 12:44:00 PM
Thank you Niall. I worked with kids like that, abused physically and mentally. They are like fine clocks extremely complex and delicate and always on guard. Fragile handle with care.
Date: 8/5/2017 8:48:00 PM
A very sad poem.
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Darlene De Beaulieu
Date: 8/8/2017 8:45:00 PM
Your welcome
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PATRICIA CRESSWELL
Date: 8/7/2017 8:23:00 PM
Thank you for reading and commenting.
Date: 8/5/2017 8:42:00 PM
Always good to say prayers before bed time. Always good to talk with God.
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