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They say the past stays in the past for a reason.

Thinking far back will be committing Treason.

You swore an oath to protect yourself.

Your own well being.

To keep yourself out of harm's way.               

But

 A Free Mind Wonders   

Even to this day.

I walk in the streets like a MAN

Because I was nourished by his       

 Right.            Hand.

A mothers love never carried me.              

   A Free Mind Wonders      

What would it be like as a whole?

I am only half of what I am meant to be.


My childhood fades away into oblivion. 


                    Trapped. In Hatred. Bewilderment. Guilt. Envy.     

               Poison         

Filters my blood stream.  Laugh believing this is the end.

How could you watch someone you love perish?

For years I’ve been trying to grasp the understanding of abandonment.


                But I never came to any conclusions.


 When I was a little girl all I ever wanted was a family.

 I cried until Tears weren’t enough.

 I grew depressed until I was NOT immune to depression any longer.


 "I slept outside for hours on a cold bench right next to the homeless, until I grew tired of being alone."


From that point on I knew you wouldn’t come for me.

             A Child’s song is a Dove’s Cry

                              But

Not even my heart could witness how much I love you.

                     Free Minds Wonder

How to become a better person than the one that left them behind.

                         I Am Not Alone.

       For the Little Black Girl in me has learnt                 

How to fly all on her own.

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