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Love, the word used to describe you,
Confused, the insight of what we went through,
I can't remember the first time you entered my sight,
Or the reason why a hug from you can cause fright,
The removal of clothes, a matter of time,
My perception of crime, a complex rhyme,
Love, a term used since the start,
Confused, why we hug will tare us apart,
I can't remember being naked and feeling shame,
Or the reason why I hug the burning flame,
The removal of innocence, love or lust,
My perception of crime, covered in dust,
Love, you show with words spoken,
Confused, that only occurs when my bedroom door is open,
I can't remember when you first closed the door,
Only that my birthday cake had swaying candles, a total of four,
The removal of my mother, regret or appreciate?
As there was more time for love, for hate,
Love, the word used to describe you,
Confused, the police state; rape I went through.
Confused, the insight of what we went through,
I can't remember the first time you entered my sight,
Or the reason why a hug from you can cause fright,
The removal of clothes, a matter of time,
My perception of crime, a complex rhyme,
Love, a term used since the start,
Confused, why we hug will tare us apart,
I can't remember being naked and feeling shame,
Or the reason why I hug the burning flame,
The removal of innocence, love or lust,
My perception of crime, covered in dust,
Love, you show with words spoken,
Confused, that only occurs when my bedroom door is open,
I can't remember when you first closed the door,
Only that my birthday cake had swaying candles, a total of four,
The removal of my mother, regret or appreciate?
As there was more time for love, for hate,
Love, the word used to describe you,
Confused, the police state; rape I went through.
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Mother
You told me to not swear, yet you would swear at me daily You told me to not lie, yet you would lie to me everyday You told me that you loved me, yet I was a burden to you daily. You told me that I needed to be perfect, but what was perfection in your eyes? You told me that I failed you, but you failed me all my life You told me that you would protect me, but I needed protection from you You told me that I wasn't allowed to cry, but you were the one that made me cry You told me that you would help me, but I was the one always helping you Everyday the words still haunt me, but each day you told me to move on Everyday I can vision your anger, but each day I pretended it never really happened Everyday I hear your voice, but each day I tell myself what you have told me Everyday I needed your protection, but each day I reminded myself that I had to do this alone Mom, I still cant forget the things you have said and done, but each day i grow stronger Mom, apologies wont change a damn
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Broken Children
We are God's broken children
He is cruel. He beats our heads in
And calls it love. No more. (I am due more than pain.)
I won't take His cruel kindness again.
I will find some new god more like me:
One beaten, broken, treated cruelly.
Blamed for his own pain and his disgrace,
Humble enough to be a god only in lowercase.
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Nothing and Everything
I ain't got much for nobody,
I ain't got much of anything.
But I've got you, and that means a lot
Cos you're my everything.
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poem 1,541 of 1,541 writtten 3/07/10
perception of a rape victim, learning that the love they share was rape
perception of a rape victim, learning that the love they share was rape
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