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she fought with fear

and held back her tears

she blocked the hits

while her mother was having one of her fits

the house was lit

with anger

and danger

she felt like a stranger

when her mother drank

there was no money in the bank

she would cry until her mind went blank

she would pray

all day

that there was another way

to handle it all

she didnt want her whold life to fall

because of her mother

she wished she could have another

family to live with

thinking her whole life was a myth

until the ppl came

and said her life was a shame

they put her in a new home

she no longer had to see a fist go to her face

or worry about using mase

u could now c the white lace

on her dresses

her clothes was pressed

now there was no more built up stress

she would now smile

and keep it awhile

her heart was heeling

and she started sharing her feelings

with others

about  her worthless mother

and her younger brother

that tried

but still died

he didnt have the might

to hold on tight

she no longer had the fear

or the tears