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I'm leaving that place,and hope never to think of it again

Submitted:Aug 26, 2012    Reads: 29    Comments: 4    Likes: 0   

I ran away.

Away from that sad place,
Where I played ball games,
With the boy named Tommy,
Who lived a room away from mine.
And the tall teaching building,
Where he ended his life,
By jumping down like a butterfly,
Splashing on the ground a crimson red.
So I ran away,
In the midnight when people were sleeping,
Those drifting souls in the dark void.
They didn't see me as I crawled away,
Away from that sad place.


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