Screams become as quiet as a whisper.
Searching for reasons to want to exist for.
The patron and matron are fighting and breaking,
And the children feel it's best to begin faking,
All the smiles they give becoming masks,
Building walls so that no one can pass.
Thoughts are held secured and tightly i……
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