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Broken faith of faith

This man was there when I breathed first life,
This man was there when I took my first steps,
This man was there when I ate my first staple meal,
This man was there when I walked from a crawl,

This man was there when I prattled from an incoherent gurgle,
This man was there when I got my first spell of education,
This man watched me grow from child to woman,
This man was forced to as I was his seed and social care,

This man was a greedy man,
This man was a lecherous man,
This man was an antithesis of society,
I discovered as a woman,

He broke norms and more norms of society,
saw me as woman and not as a responsibility,
He broke faith of my other half creator,
He broke my faith,
from faith to faith,

he broke,day in day out,
now I sit sullen depressed and quiet,
with a belly thats swollen,
with the seed of the seed,

with my mother do I compete.

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with the seed of the seed,

with my mother do I compete.
Written September 15th, 2006

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  • -shiningstars-
    August 5, 2008

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    WOW! This is a little bit sick i'm not going to lie. But at the same time really well written nice job.
    ~mackenzie
    good luck


  • Angelic Vampiress
    July 19, 2008
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    this is a very good poem I lkied it alot


  • Ms Sexy silver member
    June 13, 2008

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    Ohhh this is something I take it you went through the pain and came out a trooper. Be blessed and not stressed. excellent emotion


  • Raelin
    December 6, 2006
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    WOW!!

    This piece left me speechless and that's on your part. Very vivid with a hint of horrifying But if I wasnt horrified at the content then I would be a sick person. You did a great job on this. Well done...good luck...and blessed be.


  • Robin Candor
    September 27, 2006
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    You have a gift for expressing yourself and this piece is no exception. It has a tinge of writers I have read in the past for compiling data and then dropping the punch line. Where it is all leading is left to the mind of the reader until you slam it home. RC


  • aliceramone
    September 25, 2006
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    wow! very powerful and depressing.thanks for sharing


  • esroddo silver member
    September 25, 2006
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    great poem

    This was intense and so sad. Just to know there are people out there that would do this to there daughter is scary in it self. I am so sorry. Great write You be strong and keep writing for that is a great emotion releaser.


  • Ami amour
    September 19, 2006
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    Thank you for reading my work. This is a great write and quite intense too. Very well done good flow to the poem. Repetition of words make it more powerfull. Ami


  • DK akaLunaticSerene gold member
    September 16, 2006
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    Chilling piece here, very vivid and emotional. Disturbing really! Well done!
    DK


  • vanteya37
    September 15, 2006
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    This is one scary poem but since i've had a brother try to rape me, i think i understand it. A good thing is even people who have'nt experienced something like this can feel the pain, the impotent rage, the disgust. The structure works too, especially the repitition of "This man was..." & "He broke...". These are probably my favourite lines.
    with a belly thats swollen,
    with the seed of the seed,

    with my mother do I compete.

  • weirdo in the park
    September 15, 2006
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    i hope this is not a truthful poem!


  • Raelin
    September 15, 2006
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    WOW....very emotional...very descriptive...it almost hurt to read it. I dont mean that in a bad way. I felt her pain. You did a great job.


  • white stone
    September 15, 2006
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    Turn your heart to your father and forgive him, if I may be so bold. Such bitter fire withers even the finest flower. Be good to your child, for she will one day be a flower too.


  • Melodies
    September 15, 2006
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    A contest like none other and you have brought a poem that is worthy of a king's ransom. Fine writing that I admire so much!


  • sgking123 gold member
    September 15, 2006
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    Thank you so much.I am very much with you in full support


  • Shacadia Shay
    September 15, 2006
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    this is well written & i can understand what its lyk just abit of imagenaion & you can see this poor person. this is very nicely written & i wish you the very best of luck in my contest.
    --Blessed be--
    Bradhadair

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