dawnsue hillman

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A disgrace to my race. I have read there is no cure for the sickness in my mind, somedays with medication I will feel better, but for the rest of my life I will continue as I am. I want to stop being as I am, so I will.
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A Stab At Evil
So many visions I must sample,
Hate and violence more than ample,
I grow bored with victims I trample,
Deepest darkness now has
I Found A Feather
I believe,
this is an angel feather.
Sent from God above,
to serve as a reminder
Defining My Childhood
A child of rape.
A raped child.
My first attempt at suicide at age 5.
Taught to lie and manipulate the people I 'love' as my Mother lied to me, manipulated me, traded me for drugs, sold me for money. Taught to hold it all in, to hide it behind my smile.
My Big Wild Oak
My big wild oak tree has toppled to the ground, breaking my heart as he fell. Oh, the horror of his glory laid down upon the forest floor. I am just so sad.
Dreams Die
Dreams, dreams die,
I don't know why,
Dreams, dreams die,
It still makes me cry.


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