The name is Billy, and I'm five.
Here is my story.
I am falling down,
I am falling down,
Cause your breaking my heart dad.
I am on the sidewalk and as the rain is falling,
Mud flicks on to me off a car,
Mud flicks on to me off a car.
I am falling down,
I am falling down,
Cause your breaking my heart dad.
I am wet and I have got blood on me from the fight,
I am on the sidewalk as the rain is falling down,
This is my story and it's like a like broken record,
and this is killing me and it's cause of my dad.
Now I know the feeling of hate.
Please comment and tell me what you think of my poem.
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