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Sep 2018
She sits alone
on her bedroom floor
Listening to the sound
of her dads old records playingΒ Β 
at 9 in the afternoon.
Her room sits above
the table her dad drinks at
Listening to the sound
of yelling and glasses breaking
at 9 in the afternoon.

She sits alone
on her bedroom floor
Crying into her hands because
her dads back to his old habits again
at 9 in the afternoon.
Her room sits above
the table her dad drinks at
Now he's slumped over sleeping
in the chair he sits in
at 9 in the afternoon.
Written by
Hannah  23/F
(23/F)   
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