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ChallengesI walked beneath the sky once upon a time.
Swearing I was careless then.
Then before I could figure out my crime.
Innocence was gone before the count of ten.
The ground opened up in front of me.
And I slipped and fell.
Blackness beneath was all I could see.
How much time passed I couldn't tell.
My body slammed hard onto a very small ledge.
Looking around I heard a crack as I tried to rise.
Landing very hard on the outside edge.
Before I could swear it broke and I was falling again with stars before my eyes.
Everything was happening so quickly I couldn't think.
Too young then to know why I was falling.
But at least the next ledge
Pain Pain Go AwayPain why do you haunt me?
Can't you just see?
That I want to be free.
Forever to be away from thee.
It's in my knees when I walk.
Now in my voice when I talk.
I can't hold it in and wonder what it's from.
Why do you all insist that I am dumb?
Fighting this proves full of pain.
And all it does is drain.
From within my soul I cannot gain.
Anything from this experience that is like some train.
I feel like I'm going to fall.
And that will be all.
No where to turn and no one to call.
Can't even go to the mall.
Will this pass ever leave me?
Why do I now pay this horrible fee?
I did nothing wrong to deserve this.
It feels like
Betrayal,Fear,LoveDemon,demon come play.
Maybe this will be the day.
I promise that I will not hurt you.
So long as we can play as we always do.
Yet on November 7th 2003.
I can remember the tragedy.
As he bared his fangs with hatred and rage.
Like I was going to put him in a cage.
I did not hurt him nor did I fight.
I only defended myself with all my might.
But even that was not enough.
To show him that I had to stuff.
Standing up to him was not a choice.
I could barely hear my own voice.
As my head swam with so much fear.
I started to cry with many a tear.
I was scared and alone.
Not even having a charged phone.
To call for help.
Mollie's Ribbons I grew up in a small town just a few dozen miles from the closest water sourcea slowly shrinking aquifer that squatted underneath the seat of Thompson County, our neighborly border. Fortunately, we hadn't yet been quite as devastated by our annual droughts as those in Oklahoma and Texas. Rumors would occasionally drift in with a tumbleweed traveler about how bad the deep South had dried up into nothing but an old dusty lake bed, but these flashes of news were too few and too far between to be counted on as up to date or even true.
Once, I heard one of my distant cousins, a boy by the name of Harold, was said to have been caug
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