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Alterations

As so far back he cares to remember

He pictures seeing his old man lose the temper

And the angels face is one to be punished

The same angel that protects from old mans rage

Forcefully putting herself in another place

It's been going on for uncounted years

Simply put, hair fallen out for fear

Every day it would happen inside

Kept away from everyone till the day that he died

And now the anger lives on through their son

He who saw, caught it all, a whole childhood raw

Everything, so dark, covering up to hide the marks

But under force there's an attempt to justify a returning

Pretend that he's just a hurt person

Let the little one be the last to pray

Please don't stay

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Written by
george-c
Armenian
Published
Apr 15, 2013
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