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I don't like To talk about the day They took you away Because that **** Hurt But it happened Heart ripped from my chest A scar, still not healed Pain Never really knew it Until that day The look in my mother's eyes Haunting The questions asking where you were Crushing The unknown Suffocating I was drowning No air in my lungs The seconds passed in years As I wondered Would I ever see you again The day they took you away ****** me up I'm tired of burying it I want to shout it So give me a pen And let my screams be heard
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Nov 17, 2024
Nov 17, 2024 at 12:58 PM UTC
Another Immigrant Story
I don't like To talk about the day They took you away Because that **** Hurt But it happened Heart ripped from my chest A scar, still not healed Pain Never really knew it Until that day The look in my mother's eyes Haunting The questions asking where you were Crushing The unknown Suffocating I was drowning No air in my lungs The seconds passed in years As I wondered Would I ever see you again The day they took you away ****** me up I'm tired of burying it I want to shout it So give me a pen And let my screams be heard
#immigrant #father #heartbreak #family #anger
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Nov 17, 2024
Nov 17, 2024 at 12:58 PM UTC
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