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[aid] => mick
[title] => Brotherly Love
[time] => 2002-09-04 06:44:31
[hometext] => My sister actually wrote this for me, as a thank you when I finally realized how much damage my father had done tying her up and molesting her daily, and I finally broke free of all the beaten in fear, and turned him over to the cops. I am glad I finally woke up, and I am thankful that my sister and I are so close now. Thank you, Kristy, for this beautiful poem, and thank you for the permission to post it here.
(she wrote this when she was 17, and I was 18) [bodytext] => Many times I told you how he tortured me, Blinded by the pain he caused you, yearning to be free. Imprisoned soul still burning, Remembering the lies, The distance of your being , you couldn't hear my cries. The pain inside still spinning, tears I hold inside. A journey to find insanity, I wish you were by my side. My love for you grows deeper, each time I talk to you. Death had almost took me, I'd rather be with you. A struggle to find peace, within my crowded mind. The truth of what had happened, is what I hope to find. A glimpse of the horizon, remembering your sweet face. Your words of wisdom haunt me, no more dreams to chase. Collected thoughts I gathered, way beyond my poetry. My chest still burns of hatred, begging to be free. Now understand my wisdom, virgin eyes of love: Despite the painful memories, we'll always pull above. Kristina Leann 4-26-96 [comments] => 4 [counter] => 284 [topic] => 23 [informant] => Jason_Robert_Britt [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => FamilyPoems )
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