Childs Play

Written age 15.

Did you know your head made me cry like a baby,

When your heart would not speak?

Perhaps you gagged and bound it, with the safety blanket with which you sleep. 


Let's Run, Play games, hide in the woods together. 

Then spoil it child, take it, it's all that you want.

I knew that from the start but I'll be careful because the screws, they are loose 

and the locks have quite clearly been broken. 



You were a child to me when you took my hand.

The End

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