Category : Poems

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 I know what I went through, 
And I know I deserve better, 
Whoever wants to judge me,
 Can take a seat next to me.

  I hear a lot of noises
 But no one tells me in front,
 The knife reaches deeper into the wound 
If it is stuck in the back.  

I know that I have myself
 And that God always helps me, 
Even from some He wants to protect me.

Some are simple passers-by in my life, 
I keep my thoughts to myself inside
 And I let them talk and talk. 
© roxana