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by Lisa Jun 30, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about death
Her mother's death was too much Now he takes out his pain with every touch He comes home drunk every night Angry and out of control, wanting a fight She tries to stay out of his way But he is determined to make her pay It's all her fault, at least in his mind If you look deep enough there's more to find The pain he could no longer endure She covers his marks, making them obscure Everyone could tell from first glance They all had their chance The neighbors hear But they cowar away in fear They all certainly know But the don't want him as a foe None were brave enough to put it to a stop No one called the cops They all sealed Angela's fate They were too late Now she is six-feet underground And they all are left dumfound Angela does not feel anymore pain She sees the sun through the rain She died at age seven And now she is with her mother in heaven. *****Please comment.*****