Sunday, April 20, 2008

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I was angry as a child for secrets I had to keep.
You hurt me over and over even in my sleep.

The pain was unbarable the older I became.
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Debbie Kingsmill
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Jurietta Duraan 20 April 2008

A very honest and sincere poem.... it catches the heart... read my poem 'incest'... take care - Yuri*

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'I've waited all my life for love and all my life to live': they're very fine verses. And again: 'But how can I do either if I can't learn to for give? ' expresses another truth: the resolution of the conflicts enables to love. And to live.

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