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Thinking

December 24, 2011
Roaming through the inner chambers of her mind Words lurk in the shadows running like rodents into hiding spots no sane mind can go Do you hear the shadows whispering, whispering of a time when there were no words to explain the agony the pain of a life full of nothing. A life full of demons wearing  masks of faces who belonged to people who were supposed to love her and take care of her There had… been no protection only lies, deceit. A wounded child gripping the cold sharp edges of sanity. Trying not to lose her grip.  Looking out of eyes so sad. Growing cold inside. Not understanding why no one stopped the pain. Why no one helped, why no one saved her Constantly dreaming of an alternate universe where loved ones really were loved ones not a snake, a predator out to watch children hurt. Sucking the souls from their bodies just by ignoring the fear in that child’s eyes…. © April Barbosa 12/23/2011
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