a letter written with a keyboard in my past
says that i may be too broken to be fixed
and i wrote about ThE sTuPiD hOuSe
to share the memories that used to wake me up
now the monster of my childhood is no more than a ghost
and i no longer fear the answers
to when i asked "what if?"
the foot prints on my soul are fading
and my tattered heart has healed
no longer do i hide my secrets
and the little girl is freed
there are no more bars of red
that cross the stripes of white
Author notes
its not quite done yet....um, ill be back later to finish it. oh and it wont really make any sense unless you read my other stuff from before.
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