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| A sad reflection on today's society, |
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| that doesn't seem to receive much notoriety. |
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| A broken home, who's parents consist, |
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| of a drug addicted Father, and a Mother who is missed. |
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| until it's the other's turn to tend "the mistakes." |
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| These poor children, left to run, |
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| get into trouble, and consider it fun. |
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| It's not my fault, these parents claim. |
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| The children are the ones to blame. |
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| How can these children learn on their own? |
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| When they have no place to really call home. |
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| One week with Mom, the next with Dad. |
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| Their once innocent eyes, now angry and mad. |
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| Mom's never home, she always works. |
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| Dad doesn't care, his presence just lurks. |
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| These poor children, their innocence lost. |
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| Because of selfish parents, they pay the cost. |
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| What will tomorrow hold for these children |
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| By selfish parents who's responsibility is hushed. |
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| Guns in schools? Kids killing kids? |
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| An innocent girl, selling herself for the highest bids? |
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| Grow up parents! Show your children love and care, |
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| or the next child killed may be YOUR cross to bear. |
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