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This Day Was The First

Poetry By: Emily Johnson

Today's misery...

Submitted:Dec 16, 2011    Reads: 4    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

Today I had my first fight.

Only defending my rights.

When rumors are spread

and they have no idea

that what they're laughing


is secretly the reason

you will never


have a lover

have children

kiss family

without giving them


When you have been raped

and kids call it a joke

where do you stand

where do you cry

where do you scream

where do you die?


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