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My eyes 

Are a sunny sky blue 

They smile ever so brightly 

At you.

My lips scream “Hello!” 

They’re cheerful ready to brighten 

Your day.

My teeth shine bright 

Through all that delight,

But behind my eyes are rusty bars 

Cutting up my soul 

With chains starting to link together they’re 

Connected with my past 

I was only 3 

When my dad 

Barely missed me 

With his hammer.

Only 2 when parents 

Scream and shouted.  

Wine bottles smashed against 

The wall with beer on the floor and 

Smeared on the wall 

I didn’t understand 

Why a stranger ripped 

Me from what I knew;

Threw me in homes 

I never knew! 

These chains clicking together. 

My brain working out this puzzle 

I’m forced to put together!  

My hands are bleeding from the jagged mirrored puzzle. There’s no other way to describe it.

My laughter is heard. Oh hurray!  

The screams of “Help me“ 

are covered. 

I learned to just keep quiet. 

I wasn’t even 1 when this all started...

So I’ll sing “Happy Birthday” when all is quiet.