Flashback I woke up sweating Tears ran down m..

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Flashback I woke up sweating Tears ran down my face As I get a flashback from my childhood I feel a disgrace I can’t get it out of my head I was so small Fragile and vulnerable My childhood torn apart Mum was an alcoholic And dad left when I was 5 I wanted to play with toys But I was busy fixing Mum I would draw pictures of strong men Heroes who would come to the rescue Not run away -like Dad But take us away so we didn’t feel sad All I know Is now I’m here Locked behind bars **Group work by #poetsin contributors. ##poetsin #poetry #groupwork #childhood #sadness #prison #lostinnocence

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Dear author, I'm truly lost for words. I'm terribly sorry for what you were and are going through. If it makes you feel any better... when I read or hear such a stories, I'm always thinking about what I should do to help kids in need.... so, thanks to you... things are changing for better. ...so, be proud of yourself. Wish you very, very best. Thank you very much for sharing

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Short piece, but a big write ❤️

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A troubled past is often more common than you may think, and I can closely relate to this on many levels. A tortured read, and pause for thought. I trust your situation improves.

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