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When I Asked About Her DollyHer name is Sally
Sally isn't always in the corner
She's usually allowed to play
-picking up the doll-
Mommy likes to brush her hair
Daddy comes home and hugs her
When Daddy wants to play
Sometimes she gets a little scared
So when Sally starts crying
Daddy put her in the corner
-sets the doll back down-
Daddy doesn't like it when Sally cries

Growing UpThere are always those who are unfortunate enough to have a horrible childhood, me being one of them. The drunk father or mother who beats you and your family until you are numb, or they lose their job because they can't stop doing drugs or drinking. There are plenty more, devils in the form of stepfathers, stepmothers, sisters, uncles, aunts, neighbors, strangers, and many, many more. This is a truth that I am ultimately distressed to realize. Some people don't realize how lucky they are when they slide right through their childhood, remembering when school was just school, when a night at home was just a night at home, or maybe they have gr

Once Here, Now GoneThere ain't no future in the past,
A bad era, noisy, dirty and vast,
everything controlled by princes and by kings
devoted to luxury, surrounded by beautiful things,
for which the peasants' misery had to pay.
No instant gratification to soothe their pain away.
Constantly they fielded costly armies to destroy each other,
bitter greedy wars. Each one posing as a loving brother
while each one plotted his brother's demise,
forsaking truth while spinning traps from lies.

_On Her Walk Back_On Her Walk Back
To her remembrance of old
in a dream that sits at the edge
of wakefulness
She runs till nightfall
Through gates of gold
To feel his soul
steal her heart
Only to fall backwards
once more into sleep
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