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The yelling,
the screaming,
everything I could hear;
The shouts of anger
and terrible visions
are still loud and clear
The threats of death,
the bruises and the blood
remain forever in an innocent mind;
The swallowing of pills,
brought glassy eyes,
and hopes of leaving your life behind
A brave little girl,
tries to forget the horrors,
embedded deep within her past
But the memories
that lie within,
always seem to last