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I can remember being seven old
Having that circuled around in a bowl
I would the forest burn
and listen to the wind
I remember the table, the drapes, and the
The brown everything: decoration, styling
Most of all, I can remember my smiling
Worn out and faded, my was scrappy
More than she wanted us to be happy
to eat and back and forth to the hospital
She was right, it's better to be happy if
But the old man was under attack and was
And to beat us several times a week
He lived like a king even we were piss poor
I tried to be strong and careful I wished for
My outside ached, my inside
The long leather had replaced his tongue
Not how to run or how
to hit the
A picket fence was built
a pit of snakes
Both a and frightening,
the thunder and the
These were the and sights
of a fights
My mother, the fish, staging eternal
Charades and parades, for the raging
Wanting to be happy, beaten all the
Asking me always: "Why you ever smile?"
And show me how to do it,
mother and
It was the saddest smile I ever saw in my
It hurt worse than death but for her I tried
And one day all of those died
Hurricane, fire, out of control
Eyes open, floating on the in the bowl
And when my father home,
he walked through the
And those fish to the cat
on the kitchen
And the wind too and I was still a child
And the three of us watched as my smiled