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by Mary
Rated: E · Poetry · Ghost · #1329520
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There once was a place with a menacing barn
The image was real, but the facts were all wrong
We rode down the road, a thin railroad track
The car was lost, and I bailed before black
I ran and jumped, for my life I held on
Turning back too late because my family was gone
all I could save was two baby dolls
One saved the other before it could fall
I gathered my heart and gathered my things
And walked to the barad with which my mind coreened
Opening the door, 30 blank faces stared back
plus one blank faced teacher who's answer I lack
    what do you do
    When you're two plus four
    And your family's silence
    is a deafening roar
    The would is quiet
    dolls don't talk
    no one exists
    so alone you walk
    The thoughts to run
    Just slow you down
    and the barn looms
    in this ghost town
Lonliness caves as the walls crumble forth
I ran and I screamed for all I was worth
The faces stared off as I went out the door
Their silent eyes calling to me for more
The yard was big and empty and cold
And as I kept running my mind got so old
This little girl empty, done, and corrupt
I stared at the black, and then I woke up
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