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Fighting Child
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2004poems Like a thousand needles grinding beneath her skin,
Your words cut deep, as you swear shes a sin.
She bare no words,
As you continue to rip her heart out with swards.
A child can only take so much,
Before they crack, and can no longer bare to be touched.
No words are spoken anymore,
This child has finally been tore.
Tore apart like a cloud in the sky,
Left to rot and die.
The soul of a child much stronger than it should be,
She lives to complete a dream, and only uses the word me.
Its no longer about you,
Shes no longer being held together by glue.
Shes found something better in life,
You no longer hold the knife.
Shes longed for happiness for a long time,
And she will forever more, remember, your just slime.
No longer in the hands of an abuser,
While you pull away in the back of a cruiser.
Revenge has been taught,
Even as a child learnt, it cant be bought.
It comes within,
It just takes time to throw you in the bin.
No more hurt and pain,
This girls finally turned sane.
Life given back,
Just pray she doesnt fall off track.
A heart once broken, now healed,
Layer by layer, someone had pealed.
No more heartache, its no longer dark,
Everythings finally right on track, as it should have been from the very start.
