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forgetting my past

October 11, 2009
By Anonymous

It started when I was nine
Over at grandma’s house.
I was in the upstairs bed room
When you came about.

I told you to stop,
To go away,
You never listened,
upstairs you stood stayed

I wanted to tell someone
but I was really scared
I always told you
To go back down stairs

There wasn’t just one
But yet two
I was a little girl
I didn’t know what to do

It was really painful
Having no one there
Someone to turn to
Someone who cared

I finally told some one
And I went away
The place that they put me in
Here I want to stay

I’m a much better person now
I found who I want to be
Now I know there’s more to life
I’m glad I found me

I’m a happy person
Because I don’t go through it anymore
And once more I will
Never enter that door


The author's comments:
this is something i just wrote aboute my past

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