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Array ( [sid] => 73239 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Through The Eyes of Love [time] => 2004-11-26 15:58:34 [hometext] => I have quite a few poems about sexual abuse of a child....It is a subject that needs a lot of attention brought to it, by writing these poems I am hoping they help those that have been abused, it helps me tremendously just being able to write about it... [bodytext] => Through The Eyes of Love

I sat in the corner waiting
for the girl that loved me so.
To pick me up and hug me
then off to bed we'd go

If only I could tell
all the things that I have seen,
of all the pain that she's been through
and why she feels unclean.

She's sleeping now and here he comes
sneaking through the door.
I know what's on his mind
I know what she's in for

The girl started crying
wishing she were dead.
When he did those horrible things to her
while kneeling by the bed.

She knew it was impossible
to tell about her shame.
Nobody would believe
that her Daddy was to blame.

I've been with her forever
since the day that she was born.
I've always been her favorite
and I really am quite worn.

Lord, if only I could talk,
to tell the secrets that I share,
if only I were real
but I'm only a Teddy Bear.


Copyright © 1997 by Ellen Rector, All rights reserved



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Through The Eyes of Love

Contributed by Rhymer4ever on Friday, 26th November 2004 @ 03:58:34 PM in AEST
Topic: SadPoetry



Through The Eyes of Love

I sat in the corner waiting
for the girl that loved me so.
To pick me up and hug me
then off to bed we'd go

If only I could tell
all the things that I have seen,
of all the pain that she's been through
and why she feels unclean.

She's sleeping now and here he comes
sneaking through the door.
I know what's on his mind
I know what she's in for

The girl started crying
wishing she were dead.
When he did those horrible things to her
while kneeling by the bed.

She knew it was impossible
to tell about her shame.
Nobody would believe
that her Daddy was to blame.

I've been with her forever
since the day that she was born.
I've always been her favorite
and I really am quite worn.

Lord, if only I could talk,
to tell the secrets that I share,
if only I were real
but I'm only a Teddy Bear.


Copyright © 1997 by Ellen Rector, All rights reserved







Copyright © Rhymer4ever ... [ 2004-11-26 15:58:34]
(Date/Time posted on site)





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Re: Through The Eyes of Love (User Rating: 1 )
by emystar on Friday, 26th November 2004 @ 04:33:37 PM AEST
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Very creative thinking and writing.
This is very sad but written like a professional writer.
My Father never abused me but an uncle did.
Hang tuff, my friend.
Keep writing. this is a masterpeice even tho very sad but life is sad many times.
luv, huggs, strength. hope,
emy


Re: Through The Eyes of Love (User Rating: 1 )
by Gothchyk on Friday, 26th November 2004 @ 07:10:24 PM AEST
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Great write, you can tell that a lot of emotion was put into this. It takes guts to write about this stuff, and even more to talk about it, trust me I know. Anyway keep writing.


Re: Through The Eyes of Love (User Rating: 1 )
by Rhymer4ever on Tuesday, 30th November 2004 @ 03:48:54 PM AEST
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Thanks a lot for the comments, very much appreciated...Take care....Ellen




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