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Contributed by The_Phantom on Wednesday, 17th June 2009 @ 06:09:24 PM AEST
Topic: grief

“Open up your mind and listen to your heart, Are we really that different, must we be apart? “ Two paths going down two different roads, Two people combine to conceive one new soul, Patience the key, looking towards a future to be, Touch by humility, souls set free, Only 15 and pageant with only questions leaving you empty, Two years into high school, thinking this one would be true, Used by a boy with devious plans, lies your heart couldn’t understand, The sweet nothings in your ear, you thought he really cared, So you gave him your most sacred thing, thinking your love would last an eternity, The pain you endured as he entered in, but washed away by the feelings within, A month later nature didn’t come, so you got tested and awaited the outcome, The test came back but you already knew, now what in the world are you going to do, You’re not ready, nether is he, but you confront him and this is what he did, Denied the fact it was his, and disrespected you in front of his friends, You’re heartbroken, trying to catch your breath but end up choking, Now you’re all alone, thinking there is no way out so you run away from home, Living on the streets, no roof over your head, no food to eat, While he plays football, and decides what college he’ll attend next fall, You’re in search of help, so you turn to drugs in hope you’ll lose yourself, Turning tricks just to pay the rent, He smiles for the cameras on the campus he picked; all the while your body becomes sick, He has a full ride and you… your just trying to survive……………

As he relaxes in his dorm room he tosses back another miller lite, It’s raining outside as you sleep beneath a streetlight, His dreaming of that NFL contract, while you dig for food fighting off the rats, Your belly is getting bigger, while he’s next door at a friend’s kegger,
You meet an older man, who says he’ll take you in as long as you have sex with him and his friends,not knowing what to do you accept the offer, at least his bed is softer, He has his first game, gets chopped block and is never the same, His career over, I guess life has a way of making you sober,
Angry at life so he drinks himself into a stupor, and decides to go buy more liquor, Driving down a dark road, he didn’t see the tight turn and so his car rolled, DOA is what the police say, intoxicated at the time, the car rolled at least three times, While you were lying in the bed, you didn’t do the dishes so he strikes you in the head,
You are too weak to defend yourself; all you can do is cry for help, Again and again the man hits you, holds you down while him and his friends rape you, An hour later you wake up under a bridge, naked and bleeding, left weeping, Again you have been used, lied to and abused,
You cry the rest of the night, the morning light will be a sore sight, Feeling so empty, like you are your own worst enemy, You look at what you feel is a pathetic life, holding your face beneath the moonlight, She find a large piece of broken glass take it across her throat and gasped.

Forever Faithful
The Phantom

Copyright © The_Phantom ... [2009-06-1706:09:24]
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Re: True Story (User Rating: 1)
by rossdean on Monday, 24th August 2009 @ 09:10:05 AM AEST
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oh my god, such heartache and tradegy. very strongly written. Love the directness and felt the emotions at high speed. take care traceyxxx

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by mrnewbie on Wednesday, 16th September 2009 @ 11:27:15 AM AEST
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nice :D>

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by DarkWolf on Tuesday, 23rd February 2010 @ 11:29:37 AM AEST
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Great story man, it really makes you think.

Re: True Story (User Rating: 1)
by MsAntonishaThomas on Monday, 7th June 2010 @ 06:15:00 PM AEST
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so deep..filled of perfection and innocence...really tags on the imagery for me....i saw everthing that you was sayin...THIS IS HOW A TRUE POET SUPPOSE TO BRING TO THE AUDIENCE....

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by truthful-lies on Wednesday, 9th June 2010 @ 12:59:01 PM AEST
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holy crap. that was amazing

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by Smigit on Thursday, 10th June 2010 @ 05:36:04 PM AEST
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Thank you for making my morning before school very... thoughtful. I had to come back to comment this. Really good.

Re: True Story (User Rating: 1)
by storeya on Saturday, 19th June 2010 @ 09:46:08 PM AEST
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The feelings this story conjured in me have no explanation.. kudos! well written indeed

Re: True Story (User Rating: 1)
by Mando on Friday, 4th March 2011 @ 08:22:57 AM AEST
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tThis story was to real I've seen it so many times in my community even had many friends that followed that path. Wish they could read this there selves

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by emystar on Sunday, 8th May 2011 @ 01:21:49 AM AEST
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Fantastic writing even tho its very sad but happens over and over again.
So how's it going for you and yours?
huggs, blessings,

Re: True Story (User Rating: 1)
by sia on Friday, 13th May 2011 @ 04:33:19 AM AEST
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very good writing. :)

Re: True Story (User Rating: 1)
by zukunftmorder on Sunday, 15th April 2012 @ 01:03:56 PM AEST
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I liked it :/ I witnessed something like this the other day..

Re: True Story (User Rating: 1)
by ladyfawn on Saturday, 7th June 2014 @ 09:57:43 PM AEST
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heartbreaking, heartwrenching, tragic, well written tho................

hugs n' love nessa

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