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I wear my coat over my head,
I stay still with tears soaking a bed.
Keep quiet child,
The bruises are only mild.

Mummy doesn't want to know,
Daddy seems to cause the woe.
Walk around the nights for an answer,
Grow up to become a pole dancer.

Your the family black sheep,
The cuts run so deep.
Drunk again and high on life,
Why not start another strife?

You have no idea of the hatred,
How I wish it was you that bleed.
I was never scared of what was under the bed,
Only of what was been said.

You keep quiet now,
A past hidden you would not allow.
I hope it keeps you up at night,
Because it was never right.
©2008-2009 ~FeederSoul
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A very funny mood I be in.

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