A Normal Abuse Folk
Contributed by
p0ison1vy
on
Thursday, 13th March 2003 @ 04:40:00 PM in AEST
Topic:
EmotionalPoetry
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Once apon a time,
Born to pain, so normal, yet insane,
How could he not be lonely,
Then the ***** would be done,
His father got his gun,
He was thrown against a car, and a chair,
His father didnt care,
But jonny survived those little matches,
It left more than a few scratches,
He would grab his ***** scissors,
Then he'd stab himself, not quite,
Another one was bleeding badly,
The one, jonny knew what he'd done,
Cuz when he grabbed those ***** scissors,
His father again had a gun,
" I am nothing more than nothing,
I can never go too far,
Daddy never threw me, right into that car."
Jonny told his ***** mother, was a whisper and a shout,
They locked his daddy in the basement,
never again to let him out.
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2003-03-13 16:40:00] (Date/Time posted on
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