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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=511764" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>My Life - The Story of Young Boy - Pt.1</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">She yelled and took the bottle<br>And then my dad yelled back<br>Young boy crying in the corner<br>Memories of my childhood are all black</div><div style="margin:10px 0">“I hate you” she screams<br>But he hates her more<br>Their hatred builds<br>As they even their score</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Pins her to the couch <br>Saying nasty things<br>Young boy is wondering<br>Is this the joy life brings? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sister gets pregnant<br>One blames the other<br>Whiskey fix, does the trick<br>The young boy loses his mother</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The working day is done<br>Father watching the TV<br>Young boy shows dad what he has done<br>Father doesn't want to see</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Young boy makes a mistake<br>Dad calls young boy a name<br>Young boy crying in the corner<br>Filled with guilt and shame</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Young boy seeking somebody<br>For his life he wants to share<br>Always seeking and never finding<br>Cause no one really cares</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Mom moves away<br>Young boy so sad<br>Family broken<br>Parents glad</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Their lives go on<br>But his does stay<br>Young boy, old life<br>With no time to play</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Young boy now a teenager<br>Turns to drugs and booze<br>The pain he faced, he turns away<br> His past he wants to lose</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Young boy then gets married<br>To a beautiful wife<br>Wants so bad to forget his past<br>And start a brand new life</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Young boy yells at new wife<br>New wife yells at me<br>My young boy in the corner<br>The old cycle he does see</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Young boy now starts seeking<br>To make my life brand new<br>For the benefit of my young boys<br>My pain they won't go through</div><div style="margin:10px 0">New wife says to young boy<br>You're never going to change<br>She packs her bags and then she leaves<br>Another family now estranged</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Young boy really hurting<br>Hoping pain won't last<br>For now he has a starring role<br>In the memories of his past</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Young boy sitting wondering<br>Is the pain what it is worth<br>Broken people, doing broken things<br>To make a broken earth</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Young boy now is fighting<br>Fighting for his life<br>Trying to make the old, brand new again<br>For his young boys and his wife</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Young boy finds Our savior<br>That sits upon His throne<br>The abundant life he offers <br>Shows Young Boy he's not alone</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The cycle it continues<br>But young boy wants to try<br>To fight for what his parents didn't<br>Then the cycle he'll defy</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So young boy makes a decision<br>He also makes his creed<br>He hopes to fix his family<br>All to God he'll lead</div><div style="margin:10px 0">So young boy gives it one last chance<br>With the hope that Jesus brings<br>Young boy knows it's not over<br>Til the fat lady sings.......</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To be continued</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Ryan+Lee+Morris">Ryan Lee Morris</a><div class=q>
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And then my dad yelled back
Young boy crying in the corner
Memories of my childhood are all black

“I hate you” she screams
But he hates her more
Their hatred builds
As they even their score

Pins her to the couc..."></div>
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