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Poem about escaping abuse

Submitted:Feb 19, 2009    Reads: 109    Comments: 1    Likes: 1   

To you I was nothing but a puppet on a string
Moving how you directed me, I was your playful thing
Dancing to your beat of life, a tango to your beat
Laughing as you made me fall with my two left feet
Yet how long is a piece of string? It only last so long
An underestimation of my strength, you were were so wrong
The puppet came to life that day, found a heart so true
Cut the cords of your control, rid myself of you
Looking over my shoulder, you were effortlessly chasing me
No longer were there two left feet, I outran you easily
Finding solitude in a vacuum of nothingness, silence and such bliss
Hidden away from your harsh sharp nails and your poison kiss
Peering out into the light, I see the warm hot sun
I am nobodies fool no more, my life has now begun


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