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Mommy
These doors bare locks that holds no key
Place your hand upon me and tell me not scream
You were supposed to love and protect me
Not give me wicked dreams
The reflection in the mirror,
a child, that's me
Or who I used to be
Now, just a toy in your dark fantasy.
Tell me not scream, no one will believe me.
Mommy please?
Do you see what this man did to me?
emotional and powerful
emotional and powerful
Dear
God ...Hoping this isn't your reality. Unfortunately it is a reality that no child should ever have to deal with. Bless you
thought provoking
thought provoking
God heal all children everwhere