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Coming down so fiercely to wash away the pain Of the jagged knife you have twisted inside this heart of mine... The trees erect sway back and forth releasing falling leaves. They drift away so carelessly as the once sunny day retreats While I sit here and ponder life in the incoming dusk so fine... Gardens reek of harvest time with fall's colors on the verge. Ah, to steal a taste of the ripened fruit, but no, I fight the urge. I leave the sunripe food of life in the garden of God so sublime... Refusing to let the pain I feel justify raping nature, I sneak away, leaving behind all the gifts that give earth its stature. Choosing not to rush the healing, but instead let it take its time... ~BLS 8/20/99 like to be posted here, Mail me This site is where you can add your name to others who have survived childhood sexual abuseBreaking the Silence Comradery This site is where you can read other's stories of abuse and gain courage from them.Breaking the Silence Supported you through your trials inThe Rock of Support for all to see in The Wall Hope for Recovery who's only crime is trying to stay alive inNeal and Jesse of courage, tenasity, and ability to break the cycle against all odds in the amazing site called Ghostwolf 1-800-96-ABUSE |
