Gerty writes in Words that Rhyme

  • April 19, 2017, 7:43 a.m.
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Lonely in my room I sat
daddy killed my mom, the cat
out to play he said no more
now I sit upon my floor

Friends they go to school each day
they laugh, they learn they sing and play
here I study all alone
just books my dolls no vids no phone

Daddy goes to work each day
in my mind I still can play
locked within my little room
living life within a tomb

Bruised and sore both in and out
a different game will come about
bouncy ball we’ll one day play
upon the stairs we’ll bounce away

Lonely in the room I sit
seeing bones crushed as they hit
steps and stairs goes bouncy ball
the end awaits right down the hall


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