No One was there inside me
to make you stop the pain
You thought I couldn't see
You thought I wouldn't know your name
There was no one to help me
to tell you to leave me alone
But you were everywhere to follow me
you even followed me home
You ripped out a part of me
A peice that will never be given back
Something I will never again see
Just another piece that I'll lack
No One was there when I died
slowly and painfully that day
but there was something inside
that saved me and made me okay.
This is a poem i wrote for a contest and its about a personal experience
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Just to let you know in the description of my contest my only rule was for your piece to either be prose or free verse. If you're still interested you may enter another piece instead of this one, or change this one to fit my requirement. Thank you very much. =]
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