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you hear something tumble down the stairs.  only eight years old, your scared to death. under the covers, you pretend to be asleep. the door swings open and mom stammers in. 
    Only when she is sober Does she care About me, finances, anything Only when she is sober Does she notice The scars on my wrist, the scars on my heart Only when she is sober
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