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Author: questioningexistence
Fiction Rated: K - English - Poetry/Angst - Reviews: 3 - Published: 09-28-03 - Updated: 09-28-03 - id:1409507
Golden

You won't realize
When I'm gone
What it was
That you said wrong
You'll tell yourself
Another lie
About religion
And a vengeful god
Biting at my heels

Pretend that
I don't exist
When I show you
Who I really am
Cry for years
Of the abuse
That you couldn't
Rise above
Couldn't heal
So you passed on

Forty-seven stitches
Held your son together
In 1986
Vowed to change
One June Saturday
Fooled the world
You made history
With never ending love
And teddy bears

Made them love you again
Let them forget
The bruises
And the fear

17 years passed by

Busy protecting me
From a sin
I couldn't avoid
And now I'll run from you
While your back is turned
Duck a hand
Resting on my shoulder
Holding me down
Not seeing that I'm in pain

I am not my mother
You won't break me
Forcing me to eat Prozac
Until I give up and die

I am not my brother
You can't beat me
With my own fear
Forcing hand and mind and soul

You can ask me later
The questions
You don't want answered
I won't tell you what you need
To love me
Tomorrow
And I won't be afraid
To duck the hand
That broke your son
And shattered your wife
When you finally come after me



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