I was a child once,
with two large brown
eyes, i ran into my
mothers arms, as the
drunk dished out hurt
and pain.
I WAS A CHILD ONCE WITH
DANCE AND DREAMS, ID PICK
UP MY GIJOE DOLL, AND KILL
THIS HURT AND PAIN, I WAS
A CHILD ONCE, AND NOW, IM
A BROKEN DOWN TRAIN...
DAVID GERARDINO
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/hurt-and-pain-2/
