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[aid] => mick
[title] => The Night Before
[time] => 2007-05-11 02:20:05
[hometext] => Living In Fear Is An Ugly Thing
[bodytext] =>  " The Night Before " She wakes up in the morning reflecting on last night feeling what he did to her fills her mind with fright  Her face and upper body bruised with her clothes all torn she has an empty feeling now her life has been re-born She bleeds and hurts all over on this bedroom floor his place is hidden high above the local corner store She sees some faded images from The Night Before he took her precious innocence just like she was a whore The bruising on her chest and face clearly show it all they show the markings of the night when she lost it all She keenly smells the scent of him from her toes up to her head cheap cologne and cigarettes she is wishing she was dead Full of pain her body hurts she slowly trys to stand this poor young girl is so confused she does not understand She collects her things and moves away from his evil bed the visions of him doing her fills her hurting head She slowly moves up to the door to finally leave the room he walks inside the open door she once again feels doomed He hits and slaps her all around and then he throws her down she re-lives all The Night Before she can not scream a sound She cries in pain and hurts so bad as she lives this horror the visions that she sees again are memories forever stored Thirty minutes of living hell he leaves her once again broken, dazed, and paralyzed will this ever end? She bows and prays its over she picks up all her things covering her bruised body she hears the church bells ring One more time she reaches to open up the door praying its all over hoping to see him no more She clears the door to take off she quickly runs away finally free and running to end this awful day Scarred for life that night and day he took her innocence away she lives with this forever now each and every day!!!!! Penned By James L. McHenry Copyright © 2004 James L. McHenry Copyright © 2004 By Mickey Pig Knuckles Copyright © 2004 Mickey Pig Knuckles (All rights reserved) Copyright © 2004 HeartFelt TM  Quote: Life Is Poetry In Motion, Great Poets Reflect Emotion Quote: The Best And Most Beautiful Thing In The World Can’t Be Seen Or Touched It Must Be Felt With Your Heart [comments] => 10 [counter] => 239 [topic] => 32 [informant] => MickeyPigKnuckles [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 15 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => SadPoetry )
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