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Rated: ASR · Poetry · Death · #860812
The children play as the sun grows dim, noone sees the stranger walk in...
The children play
As the sun grows dim
Noone sees
The stranger walk in
With a blink of an eye
One child gone
Nobody notices
Something is wrong
The sky grows dark
A mother cries
Her child is gone
With him her soul dies
Nobody knows
What happened that day?
Nobody knows
Why he was taken away
All they know
Is a child’s lost
He's now cold
Like the morning frost
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