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by Mizuki Jul 17, 2008 category : Life, society / inspirational
I come home I like to be alone When your here I live in fear I hear you scream I wish it was a dream You slam open the door I'm trying to crawl on the floor I hear you coming I wish I could be running I hear you call my name Now I know its not a game I start to run But he has a gun I began to cry Sarcastically he says Bye Bye In a blink of an eye Is when I die Maybe if I tried to hide I would have survived
by Trisha
Good writing... keep it up n good luck. Trish