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Courtney Caong Poem
Life isn't fair why wasn't he there? We needed him by our side but he chose to run and
hide thinkin that we didn't need him in our life. Just because he couldn't get his mind
right he decided to change our life, and get a new wife and life. That wasn't right. As I
would cried myself to sleep or get cold chills of fear at night. I realized that I my
father was no where insight to hold me tight.
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Why wasn’t I good enough for your time?
Is a question that pops in my mind.
Was it because I didn’t strive or have the drive to keep your happiness alive or the fact
that I had to much pride to set aside in order for our love to survive.
Even with all the pain I felt inside for some reason I still couldn’t swallow my pride.
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As I feel the pain in my thighs I feel the tears fall from my eyes. I then realize this guys
tryin to get a free ride even if it breaks down my pride. As I see my life flash before my
eyes and tryin to plead for my life. Or even when my moms friend opened the door he still
slowly took what he came here for. As I screamed and shout. He didn't even attempt to stop
or even consider to pull out. And when he got done and decided to cum I was left on the
floor with the scares and feelin real sore. I can't take it anymore! I feel like I'm going to
have to even out the score and find that asshole that left me on that cold hard floor.
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She was a single mother of four. She couldn’t take it anymore.
She had no handouts or even an open door.
As she fought and cried with no one by her side just trying to keep her and her children
alive. Also, trying to tech us how to survive with no friends or family by our side.
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Thirteen was the age that changes my life. living in Sin City with all those flashing
lights. With no man or father figure to raise me right. While my mother was no where
insight, and that man that touched me at night. No matter how much I would scream and
fight he still took that one thing from me that night. As I laid there and cried I felt
this empty pain inside. At that time I couldn’t decide weather to tell someone or run
and hide. Instead of running to hide I kept my pride alive. And now I have the drive to
keep my story alive.
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So angry inside with nowhere to hide.
While everyone around me trying to break down my pride.
All because they don’t want me to survive, but all they’re doing is building up my pride.
because I tell myself that I’m going to survive with or without you by my side!
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