by Debbie Campbell

Created on: April 07, 2009

The abuse my tiny eyes did see,

Would prove to be a memory.

I watched them fuss, I watched them fight,

I'd lay in bed and cry all night.

The memories scattered throughout my mind,

Are ones I wish I couldn't find.

The painful thoughts haunt me today,

I pray they soon will go away.

I found a man who loves me at last,

Yet it's hard to let go of my painful past.

Tomorrow's not promised, today is here,

Life is too short to live it with fear.

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