Going, Going, Gone : A Poetry.

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With a bang on the table, papa wasn't
stable
His warning makes the house to hell
Compulsive disorder papa, shy, introvert son
Peace at home is going, going, gone.
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Rich brat, booze, drugs all day
Dave came, proposed in a loving way
He brought a ring, we call it done
Till I later knew, he's abusive, with a gun.
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The friends came in droves
Father has enough money to throw
Backbiting, gossiping, from there mouth flow
With that, steer clear, in loneliness I grow.
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More and more, withdrawn from humanity
Wouldn't there be a cure for my mentality
Care, joy, family, peace, all this I wanted
They've left me alone stranded.
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In the cool of the day, I thought it out
On a rooftop, I'll jump out
Ending years long of loneliness
Bringing to an end my tears.
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