<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=449254" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Broken Home</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">she came from a broken home<br>where the parents at each other<br>would throw stones.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">every day they would argue, bicker <br>and fight, all the way til the night.<br>not realizing their childs plight.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">the child to them in turn would scream<br>but in the battle she was not seen.<br> from her father she had sexual abuse<br>fighting with him, was of no use.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">he forced himself upon her at a very young age<br>from there on, her life would never be the same.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">living in fear of what he would do<br>and who she could turn to.<br>where could she go<br>the judicial system moves very slow.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">when she had told her mother.<br>her mother said it could never be<br>why would he go with you<br>when he has me? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">she knew then, that she would have to leave<br>and with her being gone, no one would grieve.<br> she would pack her bags, with everything<br>she owned, and on the road she would go.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">with tears in her eyes, she walked out<br>the door, to return never more.<br>and as she got to the swinging gate<br>her mother screamed to her<br>but it was too late.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">on her dresser bureau, her mother found this note.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">you gave birth to me, and brought me<br>into this world, and you had always said<br>that i was your little girl.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">but when i told you what had happened to me<br>you laughed and turned your back on me.<br> so now i am leaving, because i can not<br>continue this abuse, <br>don't look for me, it will be of no use.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">i love you mom, for you are my mother<br>just watch out for my little brother.<br> i am a child from a broken home<br>and i know that i'm not alone.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Louis+Rams">Louis Rams</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=449254" data-title="Broken Home de Louis Rams" data-description="she came from a broken home where the parents at each other would throw stones. every day they would argue, bicker and fight, all the way til the night. not realizing their childs plight. the child to them in turn would scream but in the battle..."></div> </div> </div>

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