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in the DarkI was four years old I lived in a huge house with a high ceilingin the Dark
framing the entryway
my room was across from the stairs on the second story my parents room was under mine far from the stairs those huge stairs with a platform a few steps from the bottom where the stairs changed direction and stopped by the door
when I had nightmares (I had them often) I would creep down the stairs down to that platform and I would sit staring into the dark hallway
my friend would always appear next to me cheering me on
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what im notive always wanted white eyes and to cry red tears why? to be different maybe to feel special i supposewhat im not
ive always wanted to fly away with white feathery wings why? to escape maybe to feel free i suppose
ive always wanted to sing beautifully cause tears to flow with the sound of my voice why? to touch someones soul maybe to feel unique i suppose
ive always wanted to be loved feel wanted and protected why? to prove that im lovable maybe to feel happy i suppose
ive always wanted white eyes and
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happy endingi whisper my secrets to the spiders hiding in my room they weave my deepest and darkest into the patterns of their webshappy ending
i dance with the northern winds their currents sweeping my hair
across my fragile face gently pushing me forwards and lifting me up into the heavens
i whistle to the songs of the crickets the cicadas creating perfect harmony tiptoeing through tall grass as not to disturb their melody
i trust in the moons glow for it lights up the night with its radiant shine creating different pictures with its craters
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little broken memy tears rolled off of my cheeks and onto the smooth wood of my desk as i stared into the computer screen when the tears stopped coming i looked down my keyboard was soaked and my desk was covered in shiny little dots tear drops sparkling under the light of my lamp i leaned back and connected a few dots and lifted my shaking finger and looked down at my blind masterpiece in a few crooked lines and puddled accidents his name was written in my precious tears i cried harder holding my taped over year book to my chest rocking back and forthlittle broken me
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