Hi Smurf,
That is great for only being part of the poem. I'd love to read the whole thing someday!
With Love,
CtrlAltDel aka Dave
C4/5 Complete - 29 Years Post
Texas, USA
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I thought I'd join in with a few of you and share one of my poems that I wrote a couple of years ago with you all, I won't share it all as it's quite intense, but here's a taster:Day DreamsAs I sit thinking of things in the past,There's a pain I feel that's certain to last,Although I remember the happy times,There's hidden days at the back of my mind,I try to keep it locked up besides,In a small tiny box deep down inside,It's breaking up, it's breaking free,That's all the things that happened to me,I tried to scream, I often cried,For the young girl so frightened,At a young age she died.An hour would pass and I still wasn't free,From the terrible things that were happening to me,I can't believe the things that he did,The torture he played on a 14 year old kid,The next morning I struggled with trying to fight,With the events that happened the previous night,I refuse to tell mum and this I am sure,About all the pain her baby endured,I don't understand why he done what he did,After all, he was the same - a 14 year old kidThat's just a mixture of different verses, there's too many sensorship laws to read the whole thing in full!!Take care,Love Smurf xxx
