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Teia |
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Mistletoe Angel 
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
This is a reminiscence of a terrible childhood experience I had when I was twelve and my cousin Teia at age 10 got abused and raped, and her life has never been the same again! My prayers are always with her, but now she's fifteen, and she has been depressed and on drugs ever since... Teia By: Noah Eaton 5/2/01 Teia sits there on the rocking horse Rocking with her soft gentle heartbeat She smiles with such an innocence Jumping up and down every time our families would meet But I could see in the reflection of her eyes That deep down in her there was some great sadness And she’d share with me her broken hopes, she’d say “You know, sometimes I just don’t feel anything!” Please tell me she’s coming around I can’t help but be scared now Will she ever be the same again? I hope she’s coming around All summer long, I’d sit there on the tire swing Waiting to hear rapture running through the back gate To hear the squeaking door open out And see her smile ever radiate Waiting for hours only to realize That she is not coming around And when you hear that empty sound My God, that is such an awful sound Please tell me she’s coming around I can’t help but be scared now Will she ever be the same again? I hope she’s coming around Around the suburban block I would run Trying to stop my storm of tears How these sort of things leave me aching How such things can change a gentle life forever I am down on my hands and knees in the summer rain Trying to collect the pieces of her shattered glass heart Only coming to my senses that I can’t find them all I can’t find them all… Please tell me she’s coming around I can’t help but be scared now Will she ever be the same again? I hope she’s coming around Oh God, please tell me she’s coming around I think I’m crying now Please tell me she’s coming around I think my heart has broken now… |
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inot2B Member Elite
since 2000-09-18
Posts 2205Arkansas |
I'm sorry for you and for her. Nobody can make it go away. A dark street in her mind may never be lit again. Oh God how awful I feel for the pain a child has gone through. |
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