From: Boojeee
Date: Mon Oct  6 00:26:52 MST 2003
Subject: Heartbeat

I beat my heart with a heavy rock; it lies here at my feet. He ripped it from my chest to try to salve his damaged soul. I beat my heart with a heavy rock to teach myself to breathe through all the painful blows of rape that beat my young girl’s soul. I beat my heart with a heavy rock to keep myself from grief that stretches out the childish hope within my foolish soul. I beat my heart with a heavy rock to try to set me free from pain and death and rotting flesh around my bloodied soul. I beat my heart with a heavy rock; you hang there on that tree with tearful eyes that threaten to revive my half-dead soul. I beat my heart with a heavy rock; I will not let you see the battered, weak and wounded child within my starving soul. I beat my heart with a heavy rock; I cannot tell you why. I started once when I was young, and now I cannot cry. by Julie Brunson

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