A better place

by pirateRAWRR   Aug 25, 2005


Time to hide in the cupboard again
praying that she wont be found
but as he makes his way up the stairs
the screaming Gets so loud
she closes her eye's nd thinks Of better things
a far Off place where children sing
as the door Opens she tries to run
but it's no use now her tiny body stung
nd as her surroundings fade away
everything finally feels ok
she has found the better things
a far Off place where children sing

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