Cold Days (Part I)

Dancing and leaping,
I spend my days with jolly mind.

Dipped myself in fairy tales,
Like a dandelion flower,
I flowed with the crazy winds.
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Stiffed and blown over,
I fell suddenly with a thud.
Bitter words cracked my happy zone,
When he said, “Your father is in the jail!”
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I stared at every lip
Of my shattered kins,
Finding the truth of my father.
I shook in pain,
And the spirit in me became frozen and wane.
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Laughed at my back in school,
Called my father names so dark.
Teased me whole day along,
And inked my life with scars and mark.
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                                                                                                                               To be continued….