Below are some of my daughters poems .

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NO CHOICE
I feel fine nothing affects me,
Though this stone in my soul won't let me be,
I know what it is, I know where it hides,
But I don't want to remove it coz it holds ties,
Ties that follow me where ever I go,
No running away free's me from my low,
I must stand & face my pain,
But how to start when I hate the Name,
People are always' whispering in my ear,

Trying to tell me that there's nothing to fear,
They know not what or care at that,
For them I know it's just some juicy chat,
Why will they not stand beside me?
Are they to scared of what might be?,
Blinded by selfish lust of what maybe missed,
A young girl trapped by the Snakes Hiss,
A cupped hand falls beside my faulted heart,
It picks me up & places me in my stolen cart, returned to me from years lost,
This time they will have NO CHOICE but to pay the cost. xHx

THANK YOU

I stand-alone in a crowded room,
Staring into space, there's nothing,
I scream out loud, it's like they just can't hear me,
But then I realise, it's not that they can't hear me,
It's that they won't let themselves,
If they listen to my screams, they may have to help,
So to be temporarily deaf means life goes on happy!

She opens her heart to you, to relieve herself from pain,
It places you in hell with hate and pain,
She asks you not to tell, but to let life go on happy,
Though you know as much as it hurts her,
You must protect her from the pain,
She will hate you more than life itself if you mention the name,
But one day her eyes will become open,
She'll understand and thank you again and again.
Thank you Mum xHx

STOLEN
You could call it a stolen kiss, but that feels much to pure,
You could call it a stolen body, but the bodies just a shell,
You know it's much deeper; yes it's a stolen soul!
But that's how it was, and when people question, why no hate?
It's hard to answer.

But you're not to be….Ashamed,
It's not wrong to love a thief, though what they do is,
This is what makes it hard to make a stand,
When love over powers the truth of pain,
You want no harm done but it just be swept away! xHx

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