Deep Poetry: Again

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Thursday, March 10, 2011

Again

The little girl maybe around seven or eight years old sits behind the couch like she was told by her mother who pushed her behind it when her father walked in drunk and as she hears her mothers cries and her fathers mean words she closes her blue eyes and with tears streaming down she imagines that shes in a different world shes a princess in a castle or a fighting warrior this became a daily routine hiding behind the couch while she heard her mother scream and finally one day she heard a loud... Sign in to see full entry.

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