September 2008 
A CHILD SCORN
Posted on May 20th, 2008
by 
joey
joey
POEM
A child of innocence of being scorn. everyone wants to heal the abuse that has been burnt into my brain. A life long lost of not being understood.; of holding back tears, of facing all my fears alone, of telling anyone the fatal truth, of the death of my innocence. Still deep in my mind protecting my abuser so their lives are not ruined. When can the healing start for the victims, and of the unspeakable acts that had been put upon them. The abusers lives must flash before them. society needs to take away from them , what they have took away from us. THEN WILL WE BE SAFE?
BY JOEY
A child of innocence of being scorn. everyone wants to heal the abuse that has been burnt into my brain. A life long lost of not being understood.; of holding back tears, of facing all my fears alone, of telling anyone the fatal truth, of the death of my innocence. Still deep in my mind protecting my abuser so their lives are not ruined. When can the healing start for the victims, and of the unspeakable acts that had been put upon them. The abusers lives must flash before them. society needs to take away from them , what they have took away from us. THEN WILL WE BE SAFE?
BY JOEY
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