Chapter One of an Unorthodox Book

Dogs bite. She cries.

Dogs fight. He leaves.

The boy cries. 

The girl stares.

Wonders turn to wishes.

Wishes rang true.

 

Times passes.

 

The dogs CAN'T bite. 

They loose the will to fight.

Someone wipes her tears.

He has found a home.

The boy grows balls.

The girl still stares.

 

The girl's eye remain unseen. The girl's voice remains unheard. 

 

She doesn't bite, fight, cry, leave, or cry.

 

She just stares, and watches as life goes on. 

 

This poem is about: 
Me
My family

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