Stop *not a true story*

by Jinxy   Apr 25, 2007


My blood is red
my face is blue
I yell for you to stop
but you yell too
minutes like hr.s
the pain increase
when all i want
is a little paces
i hear the door open my
mommy is home
my daddy gives me a look and
says"not a word.brats should not be seen and never heard"
i do as he says and says not a word
tho i want to scream i want to be heard.

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