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Memories
Poor little girl,
Not knowing right from wrong,
Curled in the corner,
As the blows rain down,
Crying deep sobs,
Shaking her little body,
As a kick steals her breath,
When the woman is done,
Allowed to crawl away,
The little girl holds her beat body,
And runs away,
Into her only sanctuary in life,
In her room on her bed,
The little girl bows her sobbing head.
(Another Memory)
Just another night,
Little girl sisters play fight,
Laughing a little to loud,
Not supposed to be up and around,
The woman barges in the door,
Knocks the nearest girl to the floor,
Back hand blow to her soft face,
The impact so fast, no time to brace,
Spun 180, fear in her eyes,
Feeling in her heart a deep rooted dispise,
Crawling back in bed to stay,
Wanting the woman to die, we pray.
Not knowing right from wrong,
Curled in the corner,
As the blows rain down,
Crying deep sobs,
Shaking her little body,
As a kick steals her breath,
When the woman is done,
Allowed to crawl away,
The little girl holds her beat body,
And runs away,
Into her only sanctuary in life,
In her room on her bed,
The little girl bows her sobbing head.
(Another Memory)
Just another night,
Little girl sisters play fight,
Laughing a little to loud,
Not supposed to be up and around,
The woman barges in the door,
Knocks the nearest girl to the floor,
Back hand blow to her soft face,
The impact so fast, no time to brace,
Spun 180, fear in her eyes,
Feeling in her heart a deep rooted dispise,
Crawling back in bed to stay,
Wanting the woman to die, we pray.
Published 29th Aug 2014
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