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Boy's Hell

by shadowaura

Member since 2003 · Posted 4 Sep 2003 · 3 comments

Bloody handprints on the wall Flesh stained with fingerprints Reddenned with re-opened scars This is his punishment The hand of his father strikes Knocking him to the ground He runs to hide in closets Where tears are often found His tears, they flow endlessly His scars, they never fade But they're unseen through the eyes Of intoxicated rage He tries to please his father The only one he loves But he's spent his seven years Trying to see through his blood He whispers in the darkness The truth to me he tells His words...sparks on dry timber I weep for this boy's hell... T.J.L age 14

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[8] SupremeDreamer 4-Sep-03/7:06 PM Reply
weep, why? for there is knives a plenty. 8.
[8] tadpole 5-Sep-03/11:32 AM Reply
pretty good
PS ignore SupremeDreamer it's better that way
[8] SupremeDreamer › tadpole 5-Sep-03/8:58 PM Reply
and who might you be? ;) am i giving him bad advice? am i being unfair in judgement, or cruel in nature twards him? no..

why would it be better? does it matter either way? no. because he will always have to make a decision himself about any suggestions or opinions given to him (i hope).

so why ask him to be narrow in eyesight? its best to consider all aspects, good, bad, useless, etc. dont you think?