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crying
slamming doors
words thrown back and forth
between a man and a wife
how could you do this
i'm sorry
ear to the wall she listened
words too much for her adolescence to comprehend
pummeling her young mind
but she knew what was about to happen
she fled up the stairs to her room
obscured in her closet
she broke
tears drawn out of her poor, innocent eyes
she clenched her tiny fists around her most prized possession
her ballerina barbie
thoughts screaming in her ears
this can't be happening
not to me
not to my family
a little girl
only ten years old
with innocence ripped away
felt her first of so many heart breaks
a broken family