The wrath of two dominants,
Empower the room with violence.
The sounds of cries and shrieks terrify.
The children underneath the bed to hide.
The guilt and blame that is bestowed upon them
Will be baggage to carry for their life until then.
The fights, vivid like the northern lights.
Incessant insults, is what results,
In the children no longer being children,
But being adults
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Author:
Adam Shirley (
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