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Child abuse

Child abuse

Happy I once was,
Loved I once was ,
Normal I once was,
Not anymore.

The monster come every night,
It does it to give me a fright,
It likes my fear,
It likes when I shed a tear,
The monster pretends to be human,
It pretends it loves ,
No one knows but me,

No one one knows what it does,
No one knows how I feel ,
No one knows how to help,
Help ,
Why would anyone help me ,
I pretend I don’t know the ,answer ,
But I do the answer is no one would help me ,
Why,
Why would they,
I’m useless,
I’m ugly,
I’m fat,
That’s what it told me .

It likes the darkness ,
When no ones around,
It is bad, it is really bad,
It likes it when no one is around,
When it can’t get in trouble.

Do I deserve this ,
No,
It’s coming ,
It says I have to call him by his human name,
Dad.
 

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Ellie Perry

No it’s how I think people who get abused may feel and I think it should stop

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?POETRYDELIVERY

Thank god is not true... For a min i dint no wat to do.. But wats also true its happening somewere . amd it sucks. Maybe we cant stop it completely but we can help.. Thank you for sharing it.. Very touching and scary.. God blesd you. ??

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Tony Taylor

Hi ELLIE!!..... this is such an excellent write!!...... your impressions of VERY powerful subject matter!!......ALL STARS!!.... well done dear poet sister...... and......WELCOME to COSMO!!.......LOVE & ROCKETS!!......T xo ??✴❤?

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