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So, you decided to come to the world of shadows. Welcome.
Do not worry, you will not get hurt. This page cannot hurt you, would not hurt you. The only sad part is that people hurt each other. Look around you. Chances are, every 4th woman you know will be raped this year. Chances are, every 10th person you know will die in a car accident because of someone's drunk driving.
So, who will it be? Time will show...

This page is dedicated to all who were killed or hurt by violence and alcohol. This page is dedicated to all who were raped, abused, or lived through incest. This includes both the survivors and their loved ones, for people who love suffer just as much...

Rest is peace, all of you, who died.
And all the best to you, who survived.

Hello, I am Lady Bloodtear. I am a survivor, a supporter of another sexual assualt survivor, and just a woman who lost too many people she loved. Welcome to my Kingdom - The World of Shadows...
You will probably ask - am I real? No, you will not see me passing by on the street. But I am real. I am a symbol - I stand for every tear that showed up in the eyes of every single woman, I stand for every shread of pain she let out, and for every drop of blood she ever shed.
I am your sister, your mother, your daughter, your mistress, your wife, and your friend. Wherever you go, I'll go with you - because pain doesn't stop, doesn't go away...
Walk in my gallery and see the darkness, and understand - violence must be stopped.

To Her Friends
Forget that you knew her--
she hurt as he sinned again.
Forget that you knew her--
as frail as a newborn twin.
She never knew then what it would be like now--
so hard, so bad and so, so foul.
Forget that you knew her--
she was always sad and blue,
it's funny cause from the outside you'd
almost never known it was true.
She gave her love freely from the bottom of her heart--
but she wants you to forget her now,
so when she's gone it doesn't break your heart.
She tried so hard to keep going....for herself,
but mostly for you, and you, and you.
Don't grieve for her now my friends,
she's in a better place--
She hopes to see you all there
when it's your time to come--
Don't grieve for her now my friends,
she's been lifted from her heavy load.
Think of her only as the friend who laughed
maybe once or twice,
just to see if SHE could make YOU smile.

- members of the gang

??????

lost and alone in an unfriendly place
nothing familiar, nothing...nothing

as i wander amidst my own inner world,
who is it looking out? looking in?
is it *I*? would i know?

seeking and never finding
knocking to a hollow echo
asking and never hearing the response
was there one?

"i think therefore i am"
but i think i am not....
do i want to be? can i be?
"to be or not to be" has always been the question
and now i am confronted with the answer

i have to be..... no matter how much i may not want to
what this has to offer me is very little i'm sure,
but i am also sure that the choice has been made
it's gotta be for me to be, but i dont want to
so here i am.....but where is this?
wandering and wondering....no goal in sight
lost in despair and confusion
quited by the heavy blanket that has fallen
and smothered but not extinguished and wishing i was
so this is what life is all about?

-JC Anonymous (1997)

Dandelion's Page

"Never a Child"
She was born in an angel's arms,
A babe perfect for all to see,

A shadow cast across her face,
It was the Evil of Destiny,

She was no longer a child,
She was bound by secrecy,
She hid her pain so no one knew,
A child she was not to be,

An adult she'd become before her time,
Living a life of misery,

Pain was her companion throughout the years,
Loneliness was all she'd see,

Because Evil had come and stole this child,
A child that wasn't allowed to be.

-Karen Crane 8/15/97

Two Small Hands
Two small hands and ten small fingers
turn the pages of a book
protect her from her father's look
Two small hands and ten small fingers
build a castle in the sand
push away her father's hand
Two small hands and ten small fingers
useful tools to climb a hill
forced to move against their will
Two small hands and ten small fingers
dig in the backyard for a treasure
used to give her father pleasure
Two small hands and ten small fingers
pressed together in a prayer
twist and pull at strands of hair
Two small hands and ten small fingers
roll out playdough, bounce a ball
feel the texture of the wall
Two small hands and ten small fingers
picking flowers on a spring day
wash the icky smells away
Two small hands and ten small fingers
cannot stop the thing she fears
can only wipe away the tears

-Amanda and Eleanor
© Christie

"Divided"
by Pat

dreams. reality. difference? unmuch.
dreams. vacations. unthere. unbelieved.
explaining. unbelieved. tadpoles. lakes.
tunnels. unbelieved.

—Elysium

In the past, I was burned and crucified, for only one fault - for being a woman. Now, when burning at the stake is no longer legal, I am burning nevertheless. I am raped and abused in my home. I cannot walk on the street without fear. I am never safe. I am never all right. But I am not a victim. In this river of blood - my blood, I stand tall and I know - the day will come and my daughters will be free, they will go on the street at any time of the night without fear. And this is something to live for - even with all the pain inside.
-Erica Jong

Revenge!
When I was raped, I kept on thinking - the day will come, and I will be revenged. The day will come - and he will kneel before me and he will beg for forgiveness, for his life. But there will be no forgiveness in my soul, no mercy... And I will drown him in my blood, the blood he shed!!! But now, several years later, I think about something else - I do not need revenge. All I need to know is that my daughter is safe, that she will not be tortured like I've been. I do not carry anger anymore, but if that's what it takes - to drown him in my blood - in order to save MY DAUGHTER, then that's what I'll do.
-Olga Titova, 1979-1995

Well, that's all I can show you right now! I hope I didn't scare you too much... Where do you want to go next?

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