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'Portrait Of A Broken Home Part 2: Mom Hates Dad'

By SweetSadness86

Topics: Poetry Source: AllPoetry Original source

Another day The air is thick with Animosity, pain The tears of a child She glares, resentful She picks at her food The silence is so loud I heard everything they didn't say Dad hates Mom Mom hates Dad Living with them is like Playing catch with grenades She uses me as a weapon They throw me back and forth I want to cry but I cannot make a sound I cannot break this silence This cruel, ugly quiet. But this is what life's like A mock paradisethe mock paraidse thing... its about how childhood is supposed to be the best part of your life and its really not. and its also about how form the outside family is something good and shiny, but if you look inside its ugly. hence, mock paradise. Written January 4th, 2002 © on Jan 04 2002 07:36 AM PST   0 • 9

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