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Pictures

Pictures and smiles a families great descise. Photographs of a normal family an illusion of what it secretly hides. The family portrait in the hall is one of our biggest lies. Our grins leave out what our eyes confides. That day we were playing in the yard. He got mad and beat me with a crow bar. The pictures of my parents in Mexico left her scared. He bashed her head in to the steering wheel of the car. The pictures of little Travis playing with his new bike. He was supposed to be happy but it wasn’t right. Our dad picked up a PCP pipe for his strike. When it comes to you father how are you suppose to fight. It’s amazing what you don’t see in pictures. It’s amazing how the truth is so easy to ignore. People can be so blinded by wall fixtures. It brings new meaning to what pictures are for. The pictures of our happy family at the beach Ended when my father was buried 6 feet. My mother grabbed a knife the only thing in reach. Now with her in jail my families incomplete. Pictures hide so many things. Pain only these pictures bring.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005




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