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GET RID!

GET RID!

EMOTIONS ARE HIGH
WORDS THEY DO FLY
SHOUTS AND COMMENTS
MAKING YOU CRY
CUP SMASHED
AGAINST THE WALL
PICTURE PUSHED
TO MAKE IT FALL
PAIN AND HURT
COMING OUT
KEPT IN TOO LONG
"SUCH FILTH FROM YOUR MOUTH!"
CHILDREN SCREAMING
TEARS TEAMING
BLACK EYE SHOWING
BLOOD FLOWING
SAYING GOODBYE
YOU TURNED INSANE
BEST THING EVER DONE
DON'T GO THERE AGAIN

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Tina Moore

same here susan   its good to be rid   tina x

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Lee-anne Margro

A prayer to those who are still trapped !    Bow and applause to you who got out  !

Thanks Tina - this hit home ( excuse the pun )

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Tina Moore

agree totally with you lee-anne  a hard subject to write about  a prayer for all that goes through that  tina x

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Tina Moore

thank you very much antony  its nice for a man to think that   all the best  tina x

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Louise Carroll

wow. this is great stuff. Well done. Could relate so much with this poem, been there done that wont be going back. :) Must have been emotional to write. Thanks for sharing. 

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Tina Moore

thank you very much louise   it was emotional to write but its in the past and so many out there like us go through it every day  thanx     tina x

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Catherine Bell

Brilliantly written and very emotive. Well done to you.

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Tina Moore

thanks catherine for reading   all the best   tina x

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