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Childhood Lost

Down to the cellar again
Like some twisted nursery rhyme
Only Mother Goose was sleeping
And couldn't save me this time

He was 15 and I was 7
A hand that I had trusted
Turned the mental switchblade back
And the lock that now has rusted

Feel the damp of cold dark thought
Seep into my soul
As fingers manuvered up my dress
And innocence they stole

Close my eyes and give away
All that I didn't understand
Only knowing, it hurt like hell
Like an invisible brand

To mark the day childhood was lost
And to ever question "Why?"
With no one to confide in
I couldn't even cry

As Mother Goose put me to bed
That very same night
Fairytales she told me once
Had vanished with the light

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  • dustytiger
    November 19, 2008

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    you have really made a piece of art from this tragedy, very well written, and very, very sad, i am just blown away by this, best of luck in the contest


  • Symphony
    November 17, 2008

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    "Only knowing, it hurt like hell
    Like an invisible brand"

    Those two lines just broke a part of my hand please. Too many of us on this earth have been there, and felt hte branding - branding that nobody else can see except those that have been 'branded' in the same way!


  • Snowing Kisses gold member
    November 14, 2008

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    brilliantly written, yet desolately sad, a brave and poignant epic, i salut you and wish you well, good luck in the contest


  • Ryan gold member
    November 14, 2008
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    Superb!

    Simply speechless ana!


  • storiesuntold gold member
    November 14, 2008

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    Oh honey my heart breaks

    So many young children so taken in this way and feeling there is no one there for them to turn to .
    This world has to stop this and give the children of our world a safe world in which to be brought up in .
    I know their are thoughts often in our minds we so wish we could remove and move on but honey
    in a way you can for each day build on the new life before you and dont look back anymore let those old memories sleep and bring new life and laughter to that child within so she can heal and be free .
    Talk to me anytime you need to I am on every day and we will find that place of joy you so need and want today . I have never been able to have children so today I ask you will you be one of my children on My AP page I would so love for you to


  • samantha jean
    November 14, 2008
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    This is amazing. So painful to read. Wonderful write. I hope you are feeling better.

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