two weeks
i'll be older
visit the dirt
my hand prints will shudder

one week
i'll be older
stains on the carpet
along with tearful napkins

six days
i'll be older
cut and bruises
blood and a chain fuses

five days
i'll be older
fingernail scratches
in the upstairs hallway

four days
i'll be older
two black eyes
bloody tear cries

three days
i'll be older
toilet cleaner
shoved down meaner

two days
i'll be older
still cold and alone
my soul is Somintoned

one day
i'll be older
need hugs and kisses
while hits never concidered misses

today's the day
i'm older
two years left
happiness is my life crest

two years
till i'm free
away from here
i soon to be
 
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