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Post by Lynnie on Jan 12, 2013 19:35:25 GMT
I am me, The girl you see Reflected in life’s waters, Tossed aside on stormy seas, To sail alone in the darkness.
I am me, The girl inside, Trapped in the darkness Of distant memories, As I slowly walk Through childhood dreams And whispers of memories From long ago.
I am me, Abused, neglected By the brutal hands Of an uncaring man. I called him “Dad”, Yet he was no father of mine.
He tortured me in body, He tortured me in mind, Shattering my hopes and dreams As they lay bruised and battered Upon a stone-cold floor.
I am me, The girl you see Reflected in the eyes of fate, Cast aside on a bloodless battlefield. I am scarred, Tortured, Wounded, Yet I must go on.
I am me, Born in a city where ships were made, Where friendships were forged from steel and coal, Where life is hard, Yet we stand together, United as one.
Life has been hard, Yet here I stand, Tall and proud Against the perils Of a darkened land.
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