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Array ( [sid] => 58064 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Young little boy. [time] => 2004-07-29 13:48:48 [hometext] => One life no one wants. Hope its easy to follow. Please comment and read. [bodytext] => Little boy keep your head high
Your childhood left a ruin say good bye
Why dont you just speak your mind
Speak up for the abuse must end
Wait much longer youll be the one whos bent


Young mature man for your life a change
Last time we met you still played with your trains
I understand that was your only strain of sanity
But now it seems youve lost all your vanity
How is high school for you
What you droped out for the sake of your abusive two?
Will you overcome? Your scars I guess appear nothing to you
Than give up education and work at Taco smell
Hope you hear the kids as they go to class at the sound of the bell

Mature middle aged man how goes things
A family and kids oh much happy it brings
Wait your still at your parents why still to their bind
They spoil your kids as they convinced you nothing better
They slap you still just move on maybe give them a letter
Your wife fat and old she stays because no wants her
How come you feel you cant do any better!

Old man my friend how has it been
You finally have your place your kids in there teens
They actually graduated im glad there not monsterous fiends
What they live with the fosters, You I guess not good for them
Your wife died if i may ask when
You killed her when did you go mad!
You mean to say you killed her as she was doing a bad
With your parents in one a three party orgie

To bad you died a young age
The scars not left just on your thigh
Across your neck you finished it off
For you didnt live this life
You chose the easy way out




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Young little boy.

Contributed by heartfilledblood on Thursday, 29th July 2004 @ 01:48:48 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry



Little boy keep your head high
Your childhood left a ruin say good bye
Why dont you just speak your mind
Speak up for the abuse must end
Wait much longer youll be the one whos bent


Young mature man for your life a change
Last time we met you still played with your trains
I understand that was your only strain of sanity
But now it seems youve lost all your vanity
How is high school for you
What you droped out for the sake of your abusive two?
Will you overcome? Your scars I guess appear nothing to you
Than give up education and work at Taco smell
Hope you hear the kids as they go to class at the sound of the bell

Mature middle aged man how goes things
A family and kids oh much happy it brings
Wait your still at your parents why still to their bind
They spoil your kids as they convinced you nothing better
They slap you still just move on maybe give them a letter
Your wife fat and old she stays because no wants her
How come you feel you cant do any better!

Old man my friend how has it been
You finally have your place your kids in there teens
They actually graduated im glad there not monsterous fiends
What they live with the fosters, You I guess not good for them
Your wife died if i may ask when
You killed her when did you go mad!
You mean to say you killed her as she was doing a bad
With your parents in one a three party orgie

To bad you died a young age
The scars not left just on your thigh
Across your neck you finished it off
For you didnt live this life
You chose the easy way out








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Re: Young little boy. (User Rating: 1 )
by shorty_52 on Thursday, 29th July 2004 @ 01:55:36 PM AEST
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holly s**t. that was crazy babe. it was easy to follow but wow!! that is really creepy. it's really good, but omg. it's creepy. good poem babe, keep up the good work.
~allyson~


Re: Young little boy. (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Sunday, 1st August 2004 @ 07:50:13 PM AEST
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OMG, Daric, you hit the truth right on the head with this one. There are so many people out there that have and are suffering from abuse. The emotional scars never heal. Some get help to aid them in dealing but most end up a total loss because they cannot cope with the anger and deep pain. I am so glad people are starting to teach their children to scream and yell. No one, not one person has the right to abuse you, not even a parent. Other than tweaking, this is amazing.

Rita


Re: Young little boy. (User Rating: 1 )
by Broken_Skin on Monday, 2nd August 2004 @ 12:14:48 PM AEST
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Wooooh, im confused, but at the same time
stunned...

Muy bueno

BS x


Re: Young little boy. (User Rating: 1 )
by longforgottenlove on Tuesday, 14th September 2004 @ 10:52:46 PM AEST
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i totally can relate abuse is a permanent scare that can never be wiped away i too was victim of abuse for several years but thats all ended now at least i hope so

much love,
april rose




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