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Rated: ASR · Poetry · Family · #1933293

When family isn't always the loving hand that guides gently

Loving Hands of Youth

Dashed spots in prison hue
Against a crystalline wall
Does cracks of heart
And home imbue
Distressing screams and all

Flesh it screams mournful notes
The score written in brands
From loving hands bestowed
As gifts for natural wild oats
Despair all innocence understands

Valiant efforts of protection painted
and punctuated with the welted
Purple, pink, blue and red
paints of fingers now tainted
Youthful remains now melted'

Reality revealed as a twisted game
Shadows and Light to be the same.
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