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Poetry by Courtneyann
Everyone wonders what life really does have to offer and wonders what the meaning of "The Perfect Life" is. the truth is there isn't one.
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I'm currently 17. When I was little my dad used to physically abuse me by hitting me with a belt whenever I either did something wrong or he was angry about something. He recently died, three years ago, a week before Christmas. My mom now has a boyfriend that emotionally abuses me and neglects me; my mom has started to do the same. Poetry is a way for me to write about my experiences.
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Rating: 4.06 |
I wrote this poem for a certain person that seemed to be having trust issues with me. He says he trusts me with all his heart but yet his actions shows he doesn't
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Rating: 2.8 |
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