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The house had burned down Though the home was destroyed Long before the curling flames Ever touched the old wood Every night she drank Far more that she should And every chance he got He left her for someone else Always yelling and fighting They were never calm or sober enough To spend any meaningful time With their only daughter She was a lonely young girl Who walked on eggshells A girl with beautiful black hair That covered the bruises well She would stay in her room Trying her best not to get involved Hoping the extra lock on the door Would hold out one more night She never wanted to go back But if she didn't it would be worse She thought as she came home On an overcast fall day Besides, They were always Passed out drunk anyway By the time she came home From school or practice Looking up from the ground She saw a strange sight Deep black smoke filled the evening air Where her house used to be She knew better than anyone Her parents were still in there The fire blazed in her eyes And something kindled in her heart A breif grin came on her face As she put her hood up And walked off past sirens and lights Into the cold autumn night
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May 13, 2016
May 13, 2016 at 2:04 AM UTC
The Circumstances of Autumn
The house had burned down Though the home was destroyed Long before the curling flames Ever touched the old wood Every night she drank Far more that she should And every chance he got He left her for someone else Always yelling and fighting They were never calm or sober enough To spend any meaningful time With their only daughter She was a lonely young girl Who walked on eggshells A girl with beautiful black hair That covered the bruises well She would stay in her room Trying her best not to get involved Hoping the extra lock on the door Would hold out one more night She never wanted to go back But if she didn't it would be worse She thought as she came home On an overcast fall day Besides, They were always Passed out drunk anyway By the time she came home From school or practice Looking up from the ground She saw a strange sight Deep black smoke filled the evening air Where her house used to be She knew better than anyone Her parents were still in there The fire blazed in her eyes And something kindled in her heart A breif grin came on her face As she put her hood up And walked off past sirens and lights Into the cold autumn night
hadrian-veska
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May 13, 2016
May 13, 2016 at 2:04 AM UTC
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