My Little Mary

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
A Meaningful Poem, And In Case You're Wondering, No This Really Isn't Me.

Submitted: March 14, 2009

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Submitted: March 14, 2009

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In my dream I saw her
That little girl so close to happiness yet so far away
She was crying in her closet
The pitter patter of rain a long distance away
He was sitting next to her
Soothing her with his words "It's Okay My Little Mary, It's Okay"
She reached out to him, but he dissappeared
The phone echoing it's chime in the empty mansion
The answering machine going on
A man crying and saying "I'm So Sorry.. My Mary"
The little girl, Mary, walking down the creaky steps one by one...
All the memories of them in the mansion coming and going
She stood strong, but hearing the message made her fall
Mary cried all day and night
But the next morning she heard a car door outside
That little girl so weak yet so strong ran to the door
She opened the door and ran outside
No one
She cried the rest of what was left of her out
Sitting in the rain
Everything dissapearing
I woke up, but then realized that girl was me Sitting on the steps with the man, the man who once called me his Little Mary
Everything was fine


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