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why you don't leave me alone,
living in this corner,
hididing from you,
you slap me again and again,
you laugh at me,
and ask me,
now,
how can i face the reality?
i couldn't anyway,
i could never turn back to see,
what's left of me,
what they've done to me?
i could never step foreward, to find.
they never turn back to see,
they're afraid of darkness like me.
but,
will you ever turn back to see,
what you did to me?

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Rebekah R 21 December 2005

This poem is quite telling. Especially the last two lines. Theres something about this that I really like. Congratulations :) -Bekkie

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