i hate him so much
i blurt
he looks at me
having one is better than having none
i say nothing
because i know he doesn't know
about the hits
and the screams
the scars
and the pain
he doesn't know about home
and i know it is wrong
but i can't help thinking
having none is better than having one
like mine
– kids who haven't been loved
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Poetryshe built herself a castle but it was a castle made of cards even the queen of hearts would not be able to shield hers.
