Description: an extreme family amidst affluence....
The Gin No One Could See -------------------------------------------
Some things are better left forgotten
Like the way the inside of that crooked arm looked
As you were slapping me around.
Your bitter, twisted mouth possessed seemingly by ghosts of your silence.
The brutality just got worse
Fueled by BeefEaters Gin she believed only she could see.
Hidden under the luxurious stove. We were cursed. That's what nobody would see.
Getting locked up IP
The family lied and said I was the only one.
So who do they believe?
Guess which one?
Then my brother got sentenced to life for murder.
But at least he wasn't depressed like me.
He got a trial.
Not like me.
My father died early
He worked himself to death to escape mother.
I'm not supposed to tell.
I want her to have truth
For taking our lives.
Submission Name: The Gin No One Could See
