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Re: Continuous Poem - All of ours. Participate! :D -
November 16th 2011, 08:37 PM
She waits and waits
Her fathers footsteps she hears
Door handle turning
Heavy breathing down her neck
She begins to shake and sweat
Heavy fists pounds
In the quiet of the night
Neighbours hear the fight
They turn their backs
And tuck theirs in to bed
Whispered good night
The girl in the house opposite
Spent her night
Filled with fear and fright
'There will be bad days, there will be good days, there will be really bad days, and really good days, and days that are not bad or good but just simply suck, but either way you got through it and you are here today and that is all that really matters''
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