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Cruelty
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Cruelty |
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dinky Member
since 2002-10-19
Posts 258 |
He walks down the street, Feeling quite uneasy. Afraid of the names He might be called, Has to hear them everyday. Wonders when The harsh words Will be no more, The day that he Can walk through, His front door, And feel like a human-being. |
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Michelle_loves_Mike
since 2003-12-20
Posts 1189Pennsylvania |
How often have we all beem right there? Even tho,,,the names in our minds,,,are 3xs more harsh, than the ones we are called,,,,good job Michelle I wish all could find the true happiness I have found,,in the eyes of Mike |
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Terrina Member
since 2003-12-31
Posts 166California |
The front door to home should be your comfort zone. Your castle. I'm sorry it was anything but. |
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McLean Member
since 2004-01-05
Posts 484state of marital bliss |
This breaks my heart, to imagine someone so uncomfortable in their own skin, that they have yet to feel human. My oldest son is just entering the "tween" years (not quite a teen), and all the controversial emotions are beginning to shows signs of their coming. Your poem reminded me of how cruel some kids (& adults, too) can be. ~McLean |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
sad |
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dinky Member
since 2002-10-19
Posts 258 |
thx sooo much 4 ur replys, i haven't posted in a long time, so i wasnt sure what the response would be, thx again ~sam~ |
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