He jumps forward
she free flows through the sound
the yelling surrounds her
slowly as she hit the ground
Baby I love you,
she recalls as she brushes her knees.
Her son grabs his father
tears rushing down his face
its an all true reality
from love to hate
I've seen the bruises
I've seen the scars
of broken children with doubt in their heart
Oct 5, 2014
Oct 5, 2014 at 8:51 PM UTC
He jumps forward
she free flows through the sound
the yelling surrounds her
slowly as she hit the ground
Baby I love you,
she recalls as she brushes her knees.
Her son grabs his father
tears rushing down his face
its an all true reality
from love to hate
I've seen the bruises
I've seen the scars
of broken children with doubt in their heart
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