His tears falling they pitter pater on the ground
Not knowing were to go but he is sure he is not homeward bound
He runs for there is nothing in his way
Going through all diffrent kinds of abuse every single day
Trys to forget but there is always the scars
Dad comes home screaming after a late night at the bars
Mom poping pill and always getting high
He has no way out all he can do is sit there and cry
So he runs away can't wait till tommrow it has to be today
Has to get out there is no other way
His life horried that's the matter
As he runs all he can here are his tears pitter patter
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A contest entry
- 15/10 PIF (prompt up) by Lady Australis.
800 points, ended June 12, 2008, 14 entries
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this is sad sweety
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