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As the rain hits the ground, a repetitive sound things become clear' when there's something you fear. lightning strikes flashing bright. all i can think, i don't want to blink. a rumble noise. from up in the clouds, scarey and loud. power disarm, eyes widen with alarm. the screams begin to start, must tare us apart. I always do wrong, in the eyes of the strong. She punishes thee, so my sister can see. In the family I am the baby, but she didn't care. Not even just maybe. A devil comes out in the dead of the night, shes not herself. this cant be right. still i sit, hit after hit. my eyes are swollen, my lips split. i got to bed, against the wall i place my head. constantly checking to see, wanting to make sure i was left be. in the morning when i awake. my mind plays tricks, it was a dream. it was fake. upon the mirror i see my face, black and blue is whats been placed. I turn to her, those eyes of fire. They calmed since last night. I think to myself, I know its my fault. she cant get her wealth. The drugs she consumes, The Toxics. The fumes. My future is spoken, my home life was broken. What i wouldn't give, for a life worth to live. But my life's been forsaken, all the good deals are taken. so i sit, remember hit after hit. yet still i stay, to take care. To obey. The golden child disappears, in your eyes i see the tears. The one that always took care, never got respect. but tare. Remember who stayed by your side, and who took off to hide
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Sep 17, 2013
Sep 17, 2013 at 6:50 PM UTC
Childhood
As the rain hits the ground, a repetitive sound things become clear' when there's something you fear. lightning strikes flashing bright. all i can think, i don't want to blink. a rumble noise. from up in the clouds, scarey and loud. power disarm, eyes widen with alarm. the screams begin to start, must tare us apart. I always do wrong, in the eyes of the strong. She punishes thee, so my sister can see. In the family I am the baby, but she didn't care. Not even just maybe. A devil comes out in the dead of the night, shes not herself. this cant be right. still i sit, hit after hit. my eyes are swollen, my lips split. i got to bed, against the wall i place my head. constantly checking to see, wanting to make sure i was left be. in the morning when i awake. my mind plays tricks, it was a dream. it was fake. upon the mirror i see my face, black and blue is whats been placed. I turn to her, those eyes of fire. They calmed since last night. I think to myself, I know its my fault. she cant get her wealth. The drugs she consumes, The Toxics. The fumes. My future is spoken, my home life was broken. What i wouldn't give, for a life worth to live. But my life's been forsaken, all the good deals are taken. so i sit, remember hit after hit. yet still i stay, to take care. To obey. The golden child disappears, in your eyes i see the tears. The one that always took care, never got respect. but tare. Remember who stayed by your side, and who took off to hide
amanda-starr
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Sep 17, 2013
Sep 17, 2013 at 6:50 PM UTC
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