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My Son

My Son

What goes on inside his head, this tortured boy of mine?
His anger suffocating him, invading like a vine.
What goes on inside his head, that causes so much pain?
That eats away his happiness, so anger rules again.
What goes on inside his head, that closes off his heart?
So he can scream " I HATE YOU!", then watch me fall apart.
What goes on inside his head, my gorgeous baby boy?
That makes his only aim each day, to argue and annoy.
What goes on inside his head, that means he cannot see,
that I would give my life for him, if it would set him free.,

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