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Aug 2018
I do not have
A happy family...

There have been nights
Where I go to bed
With my ears still ringing--
--A lot of shouting, yelling, and screaming

It happens for to many reasons,
Which is why it never ends
But sometimes in a rare, rare dream,
Its singing I hear instead
Written by
demosofpyr
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