I strained my eyes

to see daddy beating mommy

It was peaceful to see

 

In a glass bottle

Everything looked so clear

like a scenery on sunny day

 

I saw it all but

didn’t know what it was

I listened but I didn’t hear at all

I crouched down without getting beaten

In a glass bottle

 

I was safe ever after

but shuddered with fear

in a glass bottle

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