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In The Dark...
A little boy
in the dark
laying in bed
wide awake
filled with fear
that closed doors
just can't stop.
Sounds fill the air
pain and terror
hurt and hate,
then the silence
a little whimper
a little weep,
soft cries for help.
Filled with fear
open the door
into the dark
there, on the floor
mama...what can I do?
in the dark
laying in bed
wide awake
filled with fear
that closed doors
just can't stop.
Sounds fill the air
pain and terror
hurt and hate,
then the silence
a little whimper
a little weep,
soft cries for help.
Filled with fear
open the door
into the dark
there, on the floor
mama...what can I do?
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