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Sapphire Eyes

He can barely put two words together-

And yet he sees his father drunk.

He can barely stand on two chubby legs-

And yet he's heard his father curse.

This precious child who's life's just begun,

This tiny angel who understand little.

His sapphire eyes have cringed at his father,

His button nose has smelled man's addiciton.

An addiction that puts his father to rest,

an addiction that keeps him from waking.

Stolen was the heart of the little boy,

Stolen was his innocence.




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