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Post by lovemeorhateme on Jun 29, 2006 21:37:17 GMT -5
I used to play with my friends Then the childhood ended A hand touched me It was his I don't know what the problem is I tried to give the response But that little girl died at once I didn't want to obey But I wasn't strong enough to get away I pretended it wasn't happening It was a reoccurring thing Time and time again I don't know where I was or when All I can see is him That hurt will never grow dim I got help--- but time had passed I got help at last Telling my family was no use They didn't believe I was abused They can all depart But I know the truth----- the wound’s in my heart
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Post by Shadow on Jul 8, 2006 22:21:51 GMT -5
I have a feeling I know what you're talking about. But I'm gonna guess it bothers you and won't ask.
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Post by lovemeorhateme on Jul 9, 2006 15:12:53 GMT -5
yes it bothers me but it's ok...if you really want to know just pm me and i'll tell you.
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Post by Shadow on Jul 9, 2006 21:59:18 GMT -5
No need to... just by the way you talk about it, comparing it to the things my girlfriend has said about it... I don't have to. (takes a low life to do such a thing.... I'll leave it at that)
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Post by hadassah on Sept 30, 2007 21:59:40 GMT -5
To lovemeorhateme,
If you need to talk to someone. You can email me at theswanprincess@yahoo.com. I understand and know what you are talking about.
Just put in the subject box from the message board so I know it isn't spam mail.
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