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I remember
laying awake listening to the cries and screams of many
as my family proceeded to ruin their lives
as well as mine
with my head bowed

between my knees, praying
that they wouldn't be too loud
the tears stained my eyes with fear
I grew up as a weak child
never close to being strong
still don't understand

why I kept hearing a hand against a face
wishing I could be in a different place
I've tried to move on but
they still remain

...the past memories consist of emotional destruction
©2004-2010 ~animeternal
:iconanimeternal:

Author's Comments

...not my reality of course. April happens to be child abuse awareness month and we're reading The House on Mango Street, so...AP English teacher told us to write a poem based on abuse for a project. = = I like poetry, but this one really didn't come out to well...

and our poetry unit's getting REALLY long. = =

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:icongreenflamingojuice:
I like where you say "the tears stained my eyes with fear" It puts a good picture in your head...well...not "good" but easy to see.
:iconanimeternal:
^^ Sankyuu! :glomp:

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Never underestimate the power of an otaku on sugar and caffiene...@ @
:iconyamiliz:
This is so emotive...it gives me bad flashbacks and goosebumps... O_O;

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Just because everybody does something, it doesn't mean it's the right thing to do... Remember that always. (/。◕‿‿◕。\)
:iconkathrynlochshire:
i never had to do that......hmmmm

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*Sticks you with syringe and pumps you full of katy love!!*
:iconmegamishi:
>< *touchhh*
oh i loved that book.

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ISHIDA DOES NOT WANT ~bunkun
:iconiced-shadows:
kenē...you already know how i reacted to this poem when you presented it to me on aim and asked for my thoughts on it.

and im not going into elaboration...
but it touches me on a personal note.

i really like it, you did a VERY good job in writing this one.

:glomp: good job!! :D :nod:

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this is the whisper of a souless sleeper
dont worry now you cannot save her
sunken worry and dismay
die now so you can live another day
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