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by Leah Apr 19, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about death
Only a child, sitting on the stairs, a grandmother whispering, sweet soft prayers. Only a child, with a high supply of tears, can watch its mother die, by a man who drinks too many beers. Only a child, can you redeem its trust and love, can watch its grandma beaten, pushed around and shoved. Only a child, can cry, then start to laugh, can go with a man, to the wild zoo, see the monkeys and giraffes. Only a child, will stand up to a man, get hit in the face, and finish what this man began. Only a child, will try to kill the one, who took its family, and took away the sun. Only a child, who is taken from its home, will try to commit suicide, because death is all, its ever known...