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A single mother in desperation of financial stability and love, dances from one manipulative man to the next Each leaving her a little more broken and killing off what little hope her two children have for a father-figure to love them Finally, she settles for a man whose words are sharp like knives and creates shackles on her ankles Expectations for a son give her two more daughters and finally a golden baby boy Rampant favoritism for the new three breaks down the two eldest until it replaces their once eager-to-please hearts with hatred Both battered with harsh words and threats until tears dry up and eyes hardened to combat the pain Every adult near turns a cheek to every cry for help and each plea responded to with punishment Tongues scarred from biting back words and faces turned slack to let the insults run off like water Unhealthy coping mechanisms flourished Starting far too young and soon from toxic boyfriends for themselves to cutting away the pain or trying to end the pain altogether with a final act Though no bruises marked the two eldest, their scars and wounds ran deeper than flesh and bone
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Feb 16, 2021
Feb 16, 2021 at 2:37 AM UTC
Words like Knives
A single mother in desperation of financial stability and love, dances from one manipulative man to the next Each leaving her a little more broken and killing off what little hope her two children have for a father-figure to love them Finally, she settles for a man whose words are sharp like knives and creates shackles on her ankles Expectations for a son give her two more daughters and finally a golden baby boy Rampant favoritism for the new three breaks down the two eldest until it replaces their once eager-to-please hearts with hatred Both battered with harsh words and threats until tears dry up and eyes hardened to combat the pain Every adult near turns a cheek to every cry for help and each plea responded to with punishment Tongues scarred from biting back words and faces turned slack to let the insults run off like water Unhealthy coping mechanisms flourished Starting far too young and soon from toxic boyfriends for themselves to cutting away the pain or trying to end the pain altogether with a final act Though no bruises marked the two eldest, their scars and wounds ran deeper than flesh and bone
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Feb 16, 2021
Feb 16, 2021 at 2:37 AM UTC
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