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Come play with me here
In this abandoned park
On the swings, down the slide
This wasteland under the stars
Listen to the crickets
We can learn their song
You say you have to leave soon
You say we don’t have long
But wait! Don’t go!
There’s still so much to do!
We haven’t seen the sunrise yet
The sky hasn’t turned blue
If we leave this playground
Abandoned in our minds
We’ll never come back here
We’ll have to leave it behind
I’m not ready to let go
Please don’t leave me here alone
I’m still just a little girl
You’re almost fully grown
Please don’t make me move on
I’d rather stay and play
The darkness creeps around you
It’ll carry you away
Just stay here with me
Don’t return to reality
Because if you do you’ll have to face
Growing up’s brutality
In this abandoned park
On the swings, down the slide
This wasteland under the stars
Listen to the crickets
We can learn their song
You say you have to leave soon
You say we don’t have long
But wait! Don’t go!
There’s still so much to do!
We haven’t seen the sunrise yet
The sky hasn’t turned blue
If we leave this playground
Abandoned in our minds
We’ll never come back here
We’ll have to leave it behind
I’m not ready to let go
Please don’t leave me here alone
I’m still just a little girl
You’re almost fully grown
Please don’t make me move on
I’d rather stay and play
The darkness creeps around you
It’ll carry you away
Just stay here with me
Don’t return to reality
Because if you do you’ll have to face
Growing up’s brutality
Literature
Child
How come it always has to be black and white.
How come it always has the same meaning.
Always falling through the cracks in the light.
The floor boards always creaking.
Believe my words when I say this story.
The story of a young girl hidden away.
In the silent night her dreams she carries.
Make sure to listen today.
There's not much time now.
So I lay this upon your brow.
Take it slow my child.
Don't hide behind the past.
My child afraid of dark restyled.
My child afraid of lights last.
She fell through the cracks of life.
She just kept falling and falling.
She thought the only way was the knife.
She just kept on digging and digging.
I sa
Literature
Winter Child
& though my skin is steel,
I am but a girl without a wolf,
without a home,
without a name.
& though autumn winds still blow,
I only feel the cold,
for winter has settled
into the hollow
between my shoulder blades.
Literature
A Little Change Can't Hurt-Ch1
Starlight Crash - Point Of View
The night sky had just full filled its duty of giving me its moon's dim light for me. I walked carefully on the tar road, dust clouds flew past my hood covered head. In 100 degree weather, the smartest thing to do would be to be in shorts and a tank top. But a girl like a me would wear a hoodie with its hood on her head and ripped jean capris with a scarf covering my pale neck along with yellow headphones. I pushed my thoughts to the side and squinted when I heard motorcycles int eh distance. I quickened my pace to see what all the problem was. As I got closer, I heard a sound of someone struggling.
That's wh
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