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one single tear

eyes shut tight

wishing the tears wouldnt fall

shaking from fear

hands into fists

anything not to cry



falling down stairs

bumping into things

anything to hide the truth

never saying



not me,no never

wouldnt happen to me

must have dreamed it

loose carpet

too long jeans

anything but the truth



long sleeves

hiding how i felt

never showing the marks

never slipping up

never telling

never asking for help



lost little girl

needing help

needing love

needing a father that was never there



never understanding

why,a word never used

too scared to ask

scared of being hurt again



never ending weekends

longing for monday

a few hours to escape

to not need to hide

no tears

a chance to smile

dreading home time