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| The Savage | Feb 2 2008, 08:59 AM Post #1 |
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There was once a young child at the age of twelve He watched his mother get rapped from the crack upon the closet door He watched the man as he delved in He heard him call his mother a sweet whore He saw that great struggle with tears flowing down his face There was not a thing he could do, he was frozen in fear He thought of himself as a cowardly disgrace When he was older he lived for that daily beer He always remembers the face his mother wore as she was violently used and abused After 15 years of that torture, he could bare it no longer His daily accusations are what brought him to this state He reached for the gun and put it to his head crying with his mothers face in his eyes His goodbyes were whispered as the shot rang out 9/11/01 was the date The date of his demise |
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| Lucie | Feb 4 2008, 10:42 AM Post #2 |
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A very moving poem. Is it of some one you know? Sounds like it. |
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| The Savage | Feb 6 2008, 04:33 PM Post #3 |
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No, just something random I felt like writing about... |
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| river | Feb 7 2008, 02:53 PM Post #4 |
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Rapped? |
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| Lucie | Feb 8 2008, 08:57 AM Post #5 |
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Well it is very nicely written. Another good one. |
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| first | Apr 4 2013, 02:54 AM Post #6 |
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