My Wanted WorldA Poem by Jane Lockheart
In my wanted world,
Abuse is unheard of. Physical. Verbal. Does it matter? Slapping the pride off someones face. Orally taring a person to shreds. Sticks and stones may break my bones, But words will latch on, rip me apart, and take me down. The words, they will walk away, unharmed. The winner. I on the other hand, will lay there. Crushed. Defeated. Feeling the weight in my chest, knowing that this feeling, will always be remembered.
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Added on March 30, 2011Last Updated on March 30, 2011 AuthorJane LockheartNYAboutMy "name" is Jane and I love writing! Check out my stuff and my BLOG!! more..Writing
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