9 February 2013
I yelled at him to stop it, But stop it he would not, He was giving everything Yes, everything he'd got.
I yelled at her to stop it, But she just yelled on back, Another day, another fight, And hand-cheek-crack.
I yelled at them to stop it, But they fought until they cried, Tears were stuck onto my cheeks, I hated what I'd spied.
Domestic. • Opuss № I