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"Betrayal"
  by Lucrative-N


MY FACE, NOW HERS? betrayed family for Disney Land tickets and coats with fur?? IT HURT. and it only gets worst. But baby brother I love you and don't ever let what happened cause me and u 2 disperse. I tried to diffuse the situation the best way I knew how. But she refused my conversation the best way she knew how. like a dead man's dentures, my story grew old. and like the wind in the winter, her actions were cold. his actions were bold. my story.... over told. so I slept in ya'll room, my way to take control and tell me what reason did I have to sleep on my room flo?? I did awkward things cause I didn't wanna come home. yeah depression hit me harder than a child w/ down syndrome. basketball practice? my way to get away, i resented being alive cause I couldn't stand to see his face. MY BODY, HIS HANDS. it was hard for me to ever trust a man. and he should be ashamed to ever call himself a man. MY TEARS, NOW HERS?? I'm the one who's been hurt. yeah I felt like I was missing out, cause of her fake smile and HIS lies that SHE be dishing out. she tried to change R. Kelly in2 the man of the house. no disrespect. but they lost all of that. and I don't regret a word coming out my mouth. if I had a camera in my room he would rot in jail. and I suggest they seek spiritual guidance b4 they both rot in hell. Life goes on and everything is everything and it ain't over til karma sing. When that man decided he wanted to put my sanity on a swing, I moved out. He came in the house with a wedding ring. The very next day. she turned her nose up to what I had to say, and married the man that took my smile away. MY TEARS, THEY EYES. I'm gon count the years it take for them to apologize. they made their bed and eventually they'll have sleep tight watch out for karma cause it got a sharp bite. word of advice. what's done in the dark will always come to light. she said I was lying cause I wanted to move? then why am I still walking in these dirty ass shoes??




ii was sexually assaulted when ii was fifteen-living with a family ii thought loved me.
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Date Submitted: May 25, 2008 (10:26 PM)
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comment icon  POEM RESPONSES (1)
Date: 05/30/08 (10:00 AM)
Author: Yella Canary
Poem Title: if dey only knew

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comment icon  COMMENTS (5)
  KINGLO
06/01/08 (05:28 PM) 
damn ! felt this one

  yoggypooh
05/30/08 (10:13 AM) 
I LOVE THIS HERE THIS IS DEEP AND IM FEELINNG YA FLOW 10STARS AND AFAV

  Yella Canary
05/30/08 (09:49 AM) 
dammmmm dis is deep n yo flow is nice i can picture dis wit music...dam its fiAAAA i like it it really makes a person think bout wat u would put up wit 4 dam fam... (if dey only knew)...my new title 4 a poem u inspired

  ASympl3Diamond
05/25/08 (11:20 PM) 
"But she refused my conversation the best way she knew how. like a dead man's dentures, my story grew old. and like the wind in the winter, her actions were cold. his actions were bold. my story.... over told"<---dat shyts got a nice ass flow!

  KiNg-Go0B3r
05/25/08 (10:29 PM) 
dayuuum i can tel u got a looot of love fo ya family das wassuup we need to love our family 10 starz

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