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home
today
we were asked
to draw our houses
so i did
with the
crumpled piece
of paper
i was sitting on
and the 8
crayons
i stole
from mary
i drew my house
my house
has a red gate
to keep away
the neighbor's dog
so i learned
to sneak outside
so that
i could pet it
my house
has doors
that are
always unlocked
so i learned
to lock
myself
instead
my house
has knives
that clang
in the living room
so i learned
to back-stab
only in
my mind
my house
is the quiet one
in the neighborhood
because
we know
how to cry
inside
we were asked
to draw our houses
so i did
with the
crumpled piece
of paper
i was sitting on
and the 8
crayons
i stole
from mary
i drew my house
my house
has a red gate
to keep away
the neighbor's dog
so i learned
to sneak outside
so that
i could pet it
my house
has doors
that are
always unlocked
so i learned
to lock
myself
instead
my house
has knives
that clang
in the living room
so i learned
to back-stab
only in
my mind
my house
is the quiet one
in the neighborhood
because
we know
how to cry
inside
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