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Allusions competition

 Shall We Be Toddlers Again?

We knew no meaning of words
So words weren't able to hurt.
We drew no promises from words
so it never did burn.

we knew nothing about
all the shouting and yelling,
we just panicked as the thin
walls vibrated.

we grew sad as mother suddenly
and we became closer when we found
Dad between buckets of beers.

Broken glass on tile floors,
like glitters making a pathway to the back door.
We walk to it, though the glitters turn red,
you started crying as our feet both bled.

The neighbor with the funny hair
and drum smelling clothes,
took our hands and said, "let's get the babies
some cleaner mini-bows"

He attached it to my hair,
and his hand traveled up to my no-no place.
I pulled you behind me, and grunted a thanks
as some thing change on his face.

It happened too fast,
the chill that traveled up my young spine.
I had to protect you,
but I didn't move in time.

Door was locked and we were flooded in dark.
You screamed, and I attacked.
I never felt the little blade sink into me.
or that you had stopped all the screaming.

I let you go, and you floated straight into
the light.
I sit here and I still don't mind,
that I was chosen to be
left behind.

But if we had another chance,
though I believe it to be insane.
Maybe it'll be different,
so shall we be toddlers again?
Written by PsychicApocalypse (Darker Half)
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