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The tears that fall
I have no more tears to cry…
I’m all cried out and dry…
The fears of marriage bestow upon me…
I don’t feel like marriage is free…
The tears that fall…
Are the fears that crawl…
Never again will I decide my fate…
And live with the fear of the punish and hate…
Living with fear for my life…
Hoping to never become someone’s wife…
Again, as I sit here and wonder…
About the punishments and blunder…
My life has become brittle and torn…
And I am like a damaged newborn…
poem
by
Kimberly Groff
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