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I Was The Child
By MirrorEye
I was the child born into a world of hate.
I was the child tormented
by his fate.
I was the child you tortured and abused.
I
was the child that everyone used.
I was the child who was always
played.
The child who befriended a razor blade.
I was the
child who was always depressed.
I was the child always wishing to
be dead.
I was the child was bullied and teased.
The child
who was beaten till he fell on his knees.
I was the child who
picked up a knife.
I was the child who ended his life.
I
am the child you buried last night.
The child who's face will haunt
you every night.
I was the child born into a world of hate.
I was the child tormented by his fate.
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Copyright 2013 MirrorEye
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A former member wrote:
This is just...wow...it sums up my whole childhood... I'm honestly surprized with how much I admire this...Completely astounding... I would love to write with you, you should shoot me a message and we could talk about it...
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On Saturday, February 9, 2013, MirrorEye
(23)
wrote:
Complete irony! Whilst writing this poem I actually considered that couplet, but decided to go with the one written down. Thank you for that advice
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On Thursday, February 7, 2013, PoetessDarkly
(693) wrote:
I love the contents of your poem and the rhyme is almost perfect. though I feel this one couplet needs a little work: "I was the child who was always depressed. I was the child always wishing to be dead. " I was the child who was always depressed, I was the child who felt unblessed ....just a suggestion. please don't take my small critic to heart. I write always in rhyme. that is my bane. it is a very good idea and couplet.
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