cycle breaking and other illusions

By freudian-slip

Once upon a time,
there was a girl-
who flinched whenever anyone came near her face.

Back in the day,
there was a family-

picture perfect in it's dysfunction,

and everything in it's place.

Six of one,
half a dozen of another,

No matter how you slice it-

time can not erase,


and some things never change.

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© 2008 the-rapist
Published on Saturday, February 16, 2008.     Filed under: "Reflective" and "Poetry"
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  • disposable On Monday, December 8, 2008, disposable (103)By person wrote:

    scary how much this reflects my childhood. i flinched, i'm one of 6 kids, and im determined to break the cycle. i'm not sure of your intended meaning but this means alot to me. ty

  • Moonflower On Saturday, February 16, 2008, Moonflower (298)By person wrote:

    i relate to this so well..nicely written.

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