The unruly child --
new information tugs at me,
he has no parents.
She could yell at him;
but, she takes his suffering,
buries it within.
Jul 8, 2014
Jul 8, 2014 at 9:24 AM UTC
The unruly child --
new information tugs at me,
he has no parents.
She could yell at him;
but, she takes his suffering,
buries it within.
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