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I WAS THE CHILD

I WAS THE CHILD

I was the child
Looking up to you
I searched for my worth 
In your eyes, it's true
You, who I trusted
Who I loved with my heart
Your actions told me I'm worthless
As I crumbled apart
I felt like a nothing
Like something used and discarded
You made me feel worthless
Traumatized, guarded
I'm trying my hardest to undo

The damage done by you
But tell me; How do I learn to love
If hate was all I knew
You're there in the past, in my memories
You're there, around every turn
While, I keep trying to love myself
You've made love, a hard thing to learn
I was the child, looking up to you
But now, I look up to me
It's hard, but I'm learning to love myself
To break away from my past and be free

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Tony Taylor

Hey GAYLE!!..... I've really been enjoying your pieces on freedom and the empowering of women!! :....even though this particular piece could be interpreted either way....I particularly enjoyed the well delivered rhyme scheme here..... with great word choices creating powerful phrasing not easily forgotten!!......" I felt like a nothing, like something used and discarded!"......ALL STARS!!..... well done dear poet sister!!......LOVE and ROCKETS!!......T xo ?✳✴☀♥?

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Gayle McMillan

Thank you Tony!  I appreciate you and I am touched by your kind comments! Thanks!

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