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I wish it would stop raining,
that the thunder would stop sounding,
but if those noises end what I would hear is so much worse.
Mother won't stop crying,
Brother won't stop screaming,
And my father won't stop lieing.
As the noise continues creeping I realize that the blood has begun to flow too fast and that
-my hands won't stop shaking till the tainted blade has been dropped.
When I whither, the voices laugh and the faces cringe on my behalf.
As I lay like a broken doll my family moves on pretending ther was no son at all...