In Childhood.

In Childhood I was protected.
Wasn't hurt.
Shielded from the bad.
Than I was four.
My mom,
Passed out on the floor.
Beer in hand.
I was taken away.
To live with my grands.
I got stronger already.
I was not put away.
Then she got better.
Say bye to my stay.
Moma left me from age seven
To nine
Then I was twelve.
That's the last time.
I think I grew to fast
In Childhood.

Author's Note

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