"Big Brown Eyes", For my mother (Abuse trigger)

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  1. ThePhantomLady

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    Sorry, this one might be too sad.

    Skin as pale as alabaster,
    Bones as brittle as porcelain,
    Big wondering brown eyes,
    So full of questions,
    To answers no one should want.
    She learned not to cry out,
    She practiced her smiles at night,
    And every day she hoped for more,
    That this one would be different,
    If perhaps she didn't cross the lines,
    On the pavement,
    Then perhaps she could be forgiven,
    And maybe you could love her?
    If only she didn't spill the milk,
    So she kept on trying.
    Did you see the dread,
    In those big brown eyes?
    Fiddly, nervous fingers,
    Heart stopping in her chest,
    Her skin burns, no tears come,
    Now she's just the shell,
    Don't you see she's not there,
    She's trying to stay strong for you,
    For on you she depends.
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