Life of a Friend
Heroine,
Not
Woman in need,
Not
Simple girl that needs
To bleed or mom bound by her children.
Freed not
By chance or need to plea,
For life denied by
Father’s spree
Of words, simple words,
Words designed to hurt and worse; more
Like to go in for the kill and kill
Her dead, send head to hell and
Back instead, adopt a weapon of
The mind and
Of the
Heart, a
PTSD kind of start. Not
shunned for her heart.
If only this were true.
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