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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: December 08, 2012

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Submitted: December 08, 2012



Rain drops

Beautiful butterflies

Pretty rainbows

Is that  what I'm suppose to see inside?


But all I see is...

Stormy clouds

Scattered thoughts

 Confused looks with no answer


Is there a reason for all of this?

YES, one word to describe it all



This word cuts so deep into one's heart and soul

Things can change and people can judge

Who to trust or call on when you need  to talk?


People alsways say I'm here for you but all you got to do is call on me.

Rape is not just a word but a feeling /scare with alote of attachments. That can't be explain the people being pulled apart.

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