abuse
her heart is stainedwith years of hatred
of finding her own
of defying herself
she runs from her past
hides from her future
battered and torn
rivers of tears
years of pain
her terror was great
the sorrow was greater
she lays there crying
dead from the hurt
no one to love
no one to trust
unaware of the world
a horror thats only her own
Poetry by katie marie
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Written on 2006-11-04 at 23:45
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