Unloved

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Screaming echoes around the room

She is standing there,

wishing for some peace.

All in one minute,

they turn on her.

Calling her names

and shouting that it's all her fault.

Crying, she runs up stairs.

No one cares.

At the top, she looks down and yells.

"I don't care if you love her more.

While helping one daughter, you make another one mad.

But you don't care."

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