hush little baby don't you cry,everything's gonna be alright,I know mommy's not here right now and we don't know why,daddy feels how he feels inside. it may seem a little crazy little baby but I promise mama's gonna be alright. I hold my brother and I rock him to sleep as I sing this to him through tears. I hope mama's gonna be alright
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mocking bird
Poetrysirens here,sirens there, sirens blaring everywhere I hold my little brother close to me and sing to him while mom and daddy fight vigorously they scream and throw things and cuss and yell this home I live in is more like hell my brother cries and I...
