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Broken
I was never
 loved 
 here
 never cherished
 never spoken to 
 I was the chair 
 in the corner
 of the cell,
 the animal 
 that didn’t 
 deserve 
 a bed
 
 I was never
 taught to laugh
 I was never
 taught to live
 I never 
 learned to love
 
 He says 
 he is 
 my father
 He says 
 I am a waste 
 of air
 of life 
 of everything
 He says 
 I should be 
 grateful
 but I’m not
 I used to 
 try 
 to escape
 I used to 
 try 
 to understand
 But my voice 
 was rusted 
 like nails
 left in 
 the rain
 And his fists
  responded 
 in silence 
 
 I am alone
 in this darkness
 a swinging light 
 my only refuge
 from the 
 shadows
 that taunt
 me 
 again
 and again
 
 Yet I have
 a secret
 even he 
 doesn't know
 
 I remember 
 the cold 
 rainy day
 he became 
 my “father”
 I remember the pretty woman
 I called mother
 I remember
 he took me 
 away
 
 He thinks 
 I have
 forgotten
 He thinks
 I was too
 young
 but I wonder
 if I had 
 a mirror
 
 Would I look like her?
 
 Yet secrets 
 remain
 secrets
 
 No one 
 will ever 
 know 
 for I am 
 alone 
 in this 
 darkness
 and no one
 would ever
 understand 
 my broken
 words.

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