Abuse

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Harriet Harris, née...

~ May fourth, 2005
wedded bliss nearly fifty years
half a century almost
me not most...

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Little Things Mean A Lot...

Little Things Mean A Lot...

Little things mean a lot...
Its true they do...
But yet I get nothing from you...
Not...

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BROKEN

BROKEN

When, Where & how does it all start...?
These feelings that tore my soul apart...
Wanting...

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You were never meant to...

You were never meant to have kids.
When your siblings got married you congratulated them, they kept...

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Surviving a Narcissist

Surviving a Narcissist

I believe you just may be
Taking advantage of me.

You think you’re getting away

With...

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I'm the abuser

Wouldn’t have known
Not until you told me

I’m the smoking gun
one holding the key...

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Sad Times

How tragic is your loss, the concept of knowing who you are
That with the awareness

This...

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Ghosted Again

Ghosted Again

By my life in good in bad
In sad once again ghosted
By death by pain by others
Who...

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Slå

Swedish poem

Slå

Bryt armarna och böj dem över bordet
Kiss rinner ner och blandas med blodet
Modet bryter han...

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The Wells

The Wells

A letter came, so cold and dry,
Bringing tears, a bitter cry,
From the grandma who never...

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Dragon

Dragon

I saw in father, sadist arose,
Horrid beast reared keen paw.
Glossy eyes spitfire, oppose,...

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Solace Of The Willows

He Flew The Coop

When I was 6 years old, my mother packed everything and us all up and we went up the street to our new home...

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Til Death Due Us Part

Til Death Due Us Part

Fighting about stupid stuff and getting kicked in the gut
I grew up in the Bronx where you may never...

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Future To The Back

Future To The Back

Would we like to return to the past like Marty McFly?
when you're there, then to the future you must...

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The Storms of Mankind

The Storms of Mankind

The rain in the spring falls gently in the morning nurturing nature

While elephants without...

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Absent Truth

Hidden Reality

Absent Truth

I cannot remember the calm before the storm, ever since that first dance with pain.

I cannot...

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Gunshot

The smell of rotting flesh
lingered in the air
Flies and buzzards circled
the blood...