A House of Wars

Listening to the sobs

Hearing the screams 

Both on either side of me 

Young girl sitting in a ball

Mother in a brawl

Seeing relationships deteriorate by the seconds

Ears pressing against me to hear

Heads pounding against me in anger

Mother, Father, Daughter split only by my walls 

When they leave, I will be nothing but a vancant home

Full of memories of war


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