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My Innocence
 
My innocence you stole. My childhood was lost to you. Stolen and discared lik dirty rags. There was nothing left exept shame and guilt. Blaming myself for something that was your fault. My innocence you stole when I was but a child. My innocence lost to you. Never to trust again
 
~me
 
Thoughts
 
Your face comes, I see it I want to run.. but, I can't. What you did i cannnot forgive. It was horrilbe. How an I supposed to forgive you for what you did to me? Every night I lie awake thinking of you, not able to go to sleep. You have ruined my life and I hate it. I hate YOU! I just wish that you would go away...
~me
 
untiled
The end of her innocence. She lost at the age of 10. She became an adult. The other girl said she was her "friend". She lost trust that night, never to know if she could trust again. Her innocence was stolen at such a young age. Never to know if she can be herself again. She hides the feelings locks them deep inside, so no one sees her crying. As she cries herself to sleep at night. Memories come flooding back no knowing if she should trust them because if she does, then she will have been a victim of the worst crime there is. And yet this girl wo lost her innocence knows somewhere in the back of her mind that this memory of hers is real, and she can't deny it anymore. She dosen't know what to do dosen't know where to to turn to.. what is she supposed to do? With her lost innocence she cries no knowing where to turn to crying out will someone help me please!!
~me
 
Do you Know?
 
Do you know what it's like to want to rip someone's heart out? Do you know what it's like to want to punch someone in the face a million times everyday just so they know the pain they have caused you? Do you know what it's like to feel so much pain frome something tha you hurt yourself? Do you know what it's like to want to kill yourself because you can't get them out of your mind> do you know what it's like to be afraid of touch? Do you know what it's like to have nightmares every night? Do you know what it's like to cry yourself to sleep at night? Do you know what it's like to be so scared you don't know what to do? Do you know what it's like to blame yourself everyday? Because if you dont' then don't tell me to "get over it" or "forget it" or say "it's in the past."  Do you know what it's like?
~me
 

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