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The Gift

In the darkness a cry A little voice ask why Soft footsteps across the floor Can see them passing my door I cry no more Moms away Dad likes to play Silence is the word Nothing heard Just a bump in the night My heart takes off in fright Fear takes flight I don't want to know Be a part of the show but the pain The stain The damage to my brain Was mine to keep Each time I weep In my sleep I cry out loud Not so proud You taught me to hate Did not wish your fate Don't let no one near Hold no one dear In my dreams I see The bad things that used to be So I hide Get over it I've tried Been denied Afraid to sleep As I wake up and weep This is mine to keep This gift you gave I'll carry it to my grave

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Date: 10/18/2023 4:24:00 PM
upsetting poem, i hope it is a fiction, so many abuse evrywhere in the world, a message to be heard and heard take care
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William P. Harris
Date: 10/18/2023 4:37:00 PM
Times gone by Still I cry Till my time to fly Peace to you

Book: Shattered Sighs