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My playhouse
This playhouse has seen better days, it's above the spirit that runs and plays.
The day it was made is the day that he died, it still stands even after she lied.
Tears and sweat were put into it, I always savored the moment.
There it stands,tall and red, it'll last till time's end.
I hid in it when the fights started, even after my parents parted.
It's a safe for all I endured, it's where memories are stored.
The day it was made is the day that he died, it still stands even after she lied.
Tears and sweat were put into it, I always savored the moment.
There it stands,tall and red, it'll last till time's end.
I hid in it when the fights started, even after my parents parted.
It's a safe for all I endured, it's where memories are stored.
Published 18th Sep 2016
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