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The Pain,,,,

Roberto Sardelli 1 on Sep 24, 2009
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A poem of pain held within.

 The pain,

The trauma,

The nightmares,

I blame myself,

Not having a voice,

To say “stop”,

They abused me,

Humiliated me,

Had a voice,

It was I that swallowed a pin,

At the age of three months,

To this day,

It is my entire fault,

For I was unable to say,

“STOP”.

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  • Darla Cooke on Sep 24, 2009

    I can sense the pain in this poem.

  • PreacherDale on Dec 11, 2009

    The worst of all pains is the pain of a broken heart and the worst of all broken hearts is that of a helpless child. Robert you have been able to put that brokenness on paper to be a witness of the cruelties of mankind. Blessings to you my friend, the cruelty suffered lives on this page. It’s never the fault of a child, God help them all to see this truth.

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