

trapedA cry at night,traped
is this a dream? no one helps, i want to scream. i want to run,
i want to hide. the hope i had, starts to slide.
theres no help for me, ill die here. the knowlage that ill be the last,
is my only peace from my fear. im the last one left, this chit is slime. the scary thing is, she dosent realize her crime. one last shot, thats all i have. im telling you, this girls quite mad. she thinks im caged,
shes coming for me.
shes not prepared,
she dosent know im free. you ask, who


one last promiseOne last promiseone last promise
Little feet, Little shoes, Little hands, Make big blues. Could fit in a basket,
Looks like a snowy angel, In her casket. Mothers crying,
I don’t know why. To young to see, She’s saying good-bye. I walk up to my sister,
I try to touch her hand.
No, I’m told I can only look,
Like a picture of a faraway land. I didn’t care,
I kissed her cheek. I had no tears,
Not even a peek. Wearied looks from every one, Who thought I wasn’t sad. But I was and I loved her, For
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