Aged with witness

Blessed with only being twelve,
Hoping it is all a dream,
I sigh
Thinking this will make a difference,
I yell
Knowng it won’t,
I laugh
Feeling hurt,
I cry
Only to hear you fighting,
again.

Aged with witness

THEcaite

Joined November 2008

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