Past Or Present
In memory I see his face, a young man enraged by pain
One way for him to vent his rage, me!
A young and fragile girl still clinging to what should be
A family torn apart, just how no one knows
Six children, four boys and two girls
Not enough love to go around, not enough at all you see
Tears shed for all was forgotten
Biolgical family I had, but not one at all
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