by Mrs. Hathoway

Created on: July 13, 2010

She shouts you need to do the dishes

She whispers I need you to talk to me

He screams he can't find his shoes

He signals I need your attention

Day in day out it's always like a game

He's in one room and she'll never be in the same

The scream and whisper only the wall could hear

And sliently they sleep at night, their eyes full of tears

Don't want to shout your whisper

Do want to scream the shame

She said she say it coming

He said that it was to much

They knew that if they tried harder

All it would take would be a touch.

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