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Long Distance When She Is Abused
I don't know. And she doesn't even understand herself. And all I can do is talk and it hurts. Because I can't be there to hold her or to help her wrap the bandages or kiss each one and tell her it will be okay and we will make it through. Because I can't even touch her. And That is all I want to do at this point. I want to be able to hold her as she cries, because I know she is, even when she doesn't tell me.
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I do, too. So badly. But she tried calling the police and that didn't end up well for her, he got really angry and the rest relies on her being believed.
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No one else cares. She doesn't have friends. And the ones she does have don't care. The only reason she was clean was for me.
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All the deaths around her and around me. She thinks there is a curse around her that kills everyone she loves and that it is spreading all the way to Virginia.
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And she blames herself and hates herself and her dad was hitting her so hard his wedding ring broke her skin.
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Ya know. . . I still get
Ya know.
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I still get really bad memories from this. Still.
~~We can fade away together one dream at a time.~~
I feel the sadness in this
I feel the sadness in this poem .
Just Smile :D
It was not originally a poem.
It was not originally a poem. It is a true story, yes. But I was talking to a friend of mine and she told me just to let it all out and I was just typing my heart out. And these are some of the things I said. Not in any order, and not well phrased. But I can't hold her or touch her as she is states away and it pains me.
Thank you so very much for reading and commenting. And I am glad I could make my feelings known.
Thank you bunches,
LovingLovelace
If your mirror doesn't find you one of the most beautiful people it has ever seen, punch it and find a better mirror.