by Pamela Marie Ellison (Bridgeport Tx. )
Broken like a tree,never Knowing the real me,They took what i knew was that person,that looked like me.Broken and confused.Beaten and bruised, all i think of is what happend.No one knew but my mom.She didnt help me along,I grew on my own.But that wont help my broken heart.Shattered into a million peices.All because someone who,is broken like me.
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