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A child of divorce, that is what I am
Wounded by lies and infidelity
Most of which have hardened into mere scabs
Still there’s one that keeps on reopening
My four parents are the loves of my life
My stepmother and father most truly
Then, “cheat, cheat,” the little birdie come cries
The wound then dilates larger anewly
With every lie and cheat comes chaos
That lashes out severely at my wound
For themselves they endlessly double cross
Shamefully I’d sometimes wish they’d end soon

Divorce then and now pulls on my heartstrings

A survivor, but still I am drowning



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Kaylie_Brown said...
May 24, 2012 at 12:28 am:
I have a friend that is going through divorce, and I can understand how hard it is, just from hearing what she has to say...
you write beautifully, and I hope you keep writing.
 
Karlaa. replied...
May 25, 2012 at 11:48 pm :
Thank you so much! That means a lot...=]
 
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