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May 2014
From outside they look so happy, and satisfied for being a family. But inside those closed doors, hide scars that scratched the walls.
Mother is sick, and father drinks. Yet the window remains broken, where tonight the children will go sleep. The plates remain empty, before and even after the children said grace... Same old ****, but just a different page in the dairy...
When dad is sober, he loves, sings, hugs and joke. But when drunk, he swears, hits, kicks and poke.
Sick mother; goes to doctor's room. Drunk father; goes to daughters room.
When will this end!?(As daughter cries through the night) She is told to keep it a secret, cause what "Daddy" does is right...
Bra-Tee
Written by
Bra-Tee  South Africa.
(South Africa.)   
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