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You sit there
With your big, blue eyes
No doubt
Boring into the back of my head
As you daydream and
Remember times less
Innocent
Your head is filled with
Fluffy bunnies
Lollipops
And sugar
You sip your
Choccamochalatte milk
Through a straw
A red stripy
Straw
Like the blood you spilled
Those
Those many days
Long seconds ago
Because, you know
They wanted
You
They wanted
You
Dead
They hurt you, but
You don’t remember
Will never
Remember
Who
You
Were