February 2, 2011
By lmplank BRONZE, Lancaster, Pennsylvania
lmplank BRONZE, Lancaster, Pennsylvania
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Pressed against the wall
Her breath held and fingers crossed
She knows it's coming

Little ears straining
To know what they'll say today
What they try to hide

She whispers, "Please don't"
But no one is listening
As the voices rise

With her eyes shut tight
And her thoughts on better times
One last wish is made

There's no use, it's done
Tomorrow her daddy leaves
A marriage broken

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