FallenA Poem by Immortal BelovedLost and alone stripped of my innocence.
Unable to confide upon myself for reassurance. Numb to the feeling I used to call love. My soul broken and shattered to bits by Oblivion’s hammer. People stop and stare and I do nothing. Tormented by my own cowardice. Beaten by my own fears. My flowing rhythm slowed to a trickle. Left to nothing but my home called insanity. © 2009 Immortal Beloved |
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1 Review Added on August 5, 2009 AuthorImmortal BelovedManchester, MDAboutMy heroes are males and females who report that they were raped no matter how long ago it was you are my true heroes no matter what people say YOU guys are the true heroes!!! and you got my respect 10.. more..Writing
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