September 15, 2008
By Amanda beaulieu, Miramichi, ZZ

My gaze hit the floor, as did my steaming tears.
Am I just hiding from my biggest fears?
You tell me you love me.
But, how can you hurt me?
The bruises I have are not visible but inside.
The pain I can no longer hide.
So not it's to late.
Because of all your words filled with hate.
I'm going to break free.
So I can be the real me.
The pain has now come to a stop.
My gaze hit the floor as my steaming tears came to a stop.

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the_Joker said...
on Sep. 19 2008 at 2:35 am
i really enjoyed reading that its deep and beautiful keep up the good work


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