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after 2016's summer pt.2

after 2016's summer pt.2

A Poem by Daja
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gloom

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if i were her husband id leave her
leave her heart broken as mine was ever
they werent wise to assume i hate who i am
i never had room to grow out of their little lamb
forever restricted, not yet forgiven still
ever since i broke from my pain and ran against their will
i found artificial love someplace loud and dark
hungry hands on my waist, i was a child  amid the monsters in my newfound park
and i woke from my daze the moment i found it was not my place
to play in smoke gas booze and strangers
or to sneak away without a trace
i dragged my feet back home, ironic i thought
to return to prison where i dreamt for escape and sought
so this is where i am,..a little wretch,...this is where it got me
i betrayed my mother and best friend so we could get off scott free
this is what hunger does. this is how pain becomes you
lived pain all your life. branded for the rest of it. if only you knew.
cant turn back, traitor is forever your name and mark
because of the pain you hid, then unleashed to play in the dark

© 2016 Daja


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Added on November 7, 2016
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A Poem by Daja