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[aid] => mick
[title] => No more shame i'm not to blame
[time] => 2011-04-27 01:47:36
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[bodytext] => No more shame i'm not to blame i feel like i will go insane Why did you do it ? Why won't you Answer me ? i am going insane please why can't you see that what you did it broke my life, i am finding it hard to be a mother and wife you took my childhood, my innocecne too just for the pleasure and gratification of you I try to be brave i try to be hard but now my life feels like a house of cards one puff one blow and it will fall you know i'm trying so hard to keep it together oh god i hope i don't feel like this forever i told the truth and hoped it would stop but with a family like my of course it did not a brief break i'm afraid and lip service you paid then once again on my tiny child's body you played it became the norm more bearable just maybe, i became used to what you were doing to me I would ask you to stop and i would run away but only until you came back the next day you would shout me inside when i was out to play it was time to be brave i'd have nothing to say It wasn't just me now i know this is true you monster you beast you hurt quiet a few those children those babies you make me feel sick i pray and i hope that they lock you up quick where was your conscience where was your control i can only believe that the devil lives in your soul you are bad you are brutal for playing these games i shall get over this and go on living with no more shame the people who didn't believe me, the people who falter at the time of your trial their minds will all alter i hope they go there i hope they listen to your crime and then they will see the fault is yours and not mine where was your conscience where was your control the devil really does live in your soul. [comments] => 0 [counter] => 118 [topic] => 66 [informant] => mrswright [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => drugabuse )
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