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Just an eye that I relay like :) any one else? :) I know I put it under anime but couldn't find any thing else :P
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Daddy personal Struggle His little girl cry's out in the still of the night.
Daddy isn't home, He's out looking for a fight.
No money in the bank, no food on the table.
He's in and out of jail so his paycheck isn't stable.
Popping pills till his body is numb,
He swears one day He's going to use the gun.
So he chokes down the bottle, He's a mouse of a man.
He says "It's hard to get by with two broken hands"
He's spitting excuses, He's pushing blame.
But everyone knows "broken records don't change"
So he's off again, searching for his fix,
Throwing women and alcohol in the mix.
Just business as usual, Age old  thrills.
Not a penny to his name so He's footing the bills.
He stumbles in the door around 3 AM,
His daughters in the hallway, looking up at him.
Her stomach is as empty as her swollen eyes,
Her tiny heart has been broken one too many times.
Not a passing glace as he heads to bed,
He has bugs under his skin and voices in his head.
He's a disease, a stilt to the limb.
Neglecting his baby because his w
Guess that did the trickMy pen, scrapes against the skin.
Looking, searching, for the motivation to begain.
It causes it to turn red, the most common words of all.
Pure and bliss, as others would say, it's just the tip.
It digs a little deeper, cause there to be scrapes, and raw skin, but no blood yet.
Things become more real, advanced, few people can't understand.
The words hurt, and are true, but still capable to comprehend.
People who do, see memories that don't miss.
I stab myself with the pen, now pulling out chunks.
Using my blood to write the rest.
But my blood is too thick, so I shed some tears to add to the mix.
Yes now, my words begain to fit.
My life poetry, story. Tears,  blood, and sweat.
To write a masterpeice, I guess that's what did the trick.
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