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You are but a child,
My dark oppressor.
We are engaged and intertwined,
You to my beauty and grace,
A body you call your territory,
And I to your guilt and violence,
A terrible something resembling abuse.
I watch you sleep as I write.
These words would anger you,
Your lovely doll full of foul language,
A cause for berating, yes?
Fear not, you have me properly silenced.
In obedience, I will destroy this paper,
Throw my words to the wind
Because you know not what you do,
My little one. You are a victim, too,
A victim of your environment,
Of your family and your history,
A victim of my silence.

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The following comments are for "A Child of Silence"
by Persephone

A child...
..Nice work,Persephone. Yes, our families and environment mold us the way we are today.

Keep writing and I look forward to read more of ur works...

Take care...


( Posted by: G.S.VASUKUMAR [Member] On: October 23, 2005 )

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