Ciera Ivey

Rookie (12/04/91 / Regional Medical Center)

The Sinful Guy - Poem by Ciera Ivey

Your hands across my back
I have bare skin
I have to get away
Everytime you win

They sting my flesh
I start to cry
I want my mom
I'm going to die

They trusted you
I never did
From the time we met
The secrets were hid

When you walked through the door
I ran to hide
They asked me about it today
And again I lied

Comments about The Sinful Guy by Ciera Ivey

  • (8/14/2007 1:36:00 PM)

    well written poem....lots of hurt and pain i can feel in your writting....sry these things have happened to you.......nobody should have to go through these things....keep your head up is worth living! ! !

    Your Forever Friend,
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  • (7/17/2007 9:11:00 PM)

    You got a very powerful poem here. Few people have the courage to write about this evil inside the home. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, July 17, 2007

Poem Edited: Tuesday, March 22, 2011

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