Parents

by harleyquinn4479   Jan 18, 2013


Empty picture frames
burning tapes
the board ganes put up
laughter has ceased

when will you listen?
girls cry and nightmares haunt
they use cuts to dry there eye's
less sleep and more anger
how can they live with this?
the truth is they dont

care, talk, listen
really listen
hell is are lives
very rarely we are happy
once upon a time
we see the light

be that light
our beautiful light
or lose us forver

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