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Michie Purcell
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Lookin around everyday at the world as it spins away thinking soon it will slow down trying to catch it as you run and fall down
Seeing little girls all around get cut and bruised while little girls cry in corners after getting hurt wishing to help them as they lie and say "its fine" "nothing happened" or "it was my fault"
feeling you heart break as you hear these words then living the memory as you realize you had said the same thing to your friends when they were trying to help you
wanting to help everyone but feeling helpless as you shake your head and listen to them trying to keep the tears out of your voice as you tell them "its not your fault" "you didnt deserve that" or "you need to tell me what happened so i can help"
they act like you dont even know and inside your head you are screaming trying to tell them that you know exactly what they are going through..
what can you do when you cant help? you sit back and talk to them as you die inside...
Written April 10, 2008 Written By Robyn Rose Purcell
Author notes A new friend of mine just told me a sad story. it reminded me of my past and the past of many girls like me. this happens everyday and when i get my degree this is exactly what im going to stop if i can. this is wrong and it shouldnt happen
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