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A parent

April 26, 2009
By Captain-Tightpants GOLD, Lawrenceville, Georgia
Captain-Tightpants GOLD, Lawrenceville, Georgia
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Do you remember waking up
Screaming and soaked in sweat
Still terrified by the icy claw
The fires that consumed you

Do you remember
Being a young girl
To find yourself

I remember these
I was your helping hand
Until you grew strong enough
To pick yourself up

I remember your tears
The ones that burned like acid
The ones I wanted to stop
But couldn't

Do you remember
Seeing me leave
Sad smile on my face
Happy tears in my eyes

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on Sep. 24 2010 at 2:45 pm
MidnightWriter SILVER, Ontario, Other
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It's a very nice poem and it reminds me of a number of songs I've heard.