[Write a poem or short story using your name in some way or form.]

FaebyenTheFairy, huh? I’ll try my hand at another poem.

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A great savior in my time of need

Was how I got the name I use

That person quickly helped and freed

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Me from what I suffered: abuse.

It was not only the physical kind

That was almost tolerable enough

The bad stuff altered my mind

I’m glad they were there to snuff, it.

But it wasn’t without repercussions

Just remembering it makes me feel guilty

Even though we had a lot of discussions

The regret is almost enough to kill me.

Though, I refuse to let myself die

Because then what she did would be in vain

Instead, I don’t dare try to deny

Life is painful and won’t always result in gain.

In that way I found I can continue to live on

Despite the fact that I still suffer much pain

I remember her kindly, like she were my mom

I even based my online alias after her name.