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Emotional Scars
Author: Barbara Goodhew

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Molested as a child
by someone who I thought was meek and mild.
Who I thought was my protector,

was a preditor

Now I don't trust and making love is just sex yuck!
he took my trust away my fun of life.

When you abuse. your victim loses their life.

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Comments on this poem/writing:

Meri (173.94.94.149) -- Monday, July 17 2017, 03:37 am

Sorry this happened

Hey Barb,

One thing I can say about the past, is that it can definitely make us stronger.
meri (67.58.209.115) -- Monday, July 17 2017, 02:59 pm

thanks

yes I am who I am because of my past thank goodness
barb (66.103.47.14) -- Friday, July 10 2020, 01:04 am

Mistake made

I was replying to your comment Meri but I put your name
Ing Twi Demalah (159.105.57.153) -- Friday, July 10 2020, 06:21 pm

Barb

Your past may have forged you, but never look back, for you are not going that way. Be Well.
barb goodhew (66.103.47.14) -- Wednesday, July 29 2020, 01:53 am

thanks alot

Ing that comment made me feel less abnormal I need that.
 
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