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My mother punched until her knuckles bled I could hear her screaming from up the stairs I just put in earbuds and washed the dishes I swear I would help if it weren't for the fear My mother made a hole in the bedroom wall With the doorknob of my door Big sister was having a fit again And mother couldn't take it anymore My mother stabbed the kitchen counter She tried to cut off her hand Little sister took the knife from her I tried to just go back to sleep My mother took the keys and drove off No one knew where she went But she had been drinking Smirnoff I just hid in my room and tried not to think I hardly ever come home anymore
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Sep 13, 2019
Sep 13, 2019 at 9:47 AM UTC
What mother does
My mother punched until her knuckles bled I could hear her screaming from up the stairs I just put in earbuds and washed the dishes I swear I would help if it weren't for the fear My mother made a hole in the bedroom wall With the doorknob of my door Big sister was having a fit again And mother couldn't take it anymore My mother stabbed the kitchen counter She tried to cut off her hand Little sister took the knife from her I tried to just go back to sleep My mother took the keys and drove off No one knew where she went But she had been drinking Smirnoff I just hid in my room and tried not to think I hardly ever come home anymore
Mother's not okay
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Sep 13, 2019
Sep 13, 2019 at 9:47 AM UTC
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