Why does mommy hold that flask?
Why did daddy pull the trigger back?
Why did my sister have to run away?
Why didn't mommy beg her to stay?
Why did my brother not take that girl home?
Why did he act like one of the unknown?
Well, when my big brother brought that girl home, it freaked out my mom
Who decided to drink from dusk until dawn
When my mom drank, my sister had fled
And daddy decided he was better off dead
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Forest of Stanzas
PuisiA collection of poems. Some are dark, some don't make sense, all are mine. Feel free to comment a title or prompt and I'll write one for you.
