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Nov 2013
run thru
the slum's doorway
a painful lesson was had
not to anger his dad

hide in the closet
and stay
it was safe it was dim
just the old clothes
and him

back in school
he pretends
it's okay
but the shame
of his home
made him feel
so alone

another scar
that won't heal
another life
to be hid
and I can't help
but feel
a little bad
for that kid

still


©2011 Lyn
Lyn Senz
Written by
Lyn Senz  M/Ohio b.26dec1963
(M/Ohio b.26dec1963)   
614
   Nat Lipstadt
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