stripped...
As i am bare inside.
the only thing left is a doll.
Which i can't believe i found.
it was mine long ago....
and i don't remember how it got under the floor.
As i stare at it now....
Memories flood my mind.
The ache of being so young and innocent come back.
To haunt that which never lain died.
To know that it was not my fault any thing happened.
My innocence taken,
even my hiding place wasn't safe from him.
Now with every thing gone...
As we both suffer.
I can finally close the door and lock it all away.
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Username: hpWICKEDangel
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and whispers more than sweet nothings in my ear.
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unfortunatly i chose AutumnGypsy's poem because of the form!! thank you for your entry
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I really like this poem you did a good job explaining that doll!!
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