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Come between us?
I told him to stop, he told him to also.
We both said it, but he won't listen.
This little boy is diving us mad...
We love him; well, at least I do.
But for the first time I had resentment in my heart towards him.
This precious little child, oh what did we do?
Did we drive him to this?
We taught him everything he knows; he watched us.
Fight, fuss, throwing a bowl.
Daddy cussed, Mommy screamed.
Daddy punched a hole in the wall, thank God the kids didn't see it.
Are we arguing over this precious little child,
or the monster in him that we created?
Don't let him come between us?
Who are we kidding!
We came between ourselves.
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