"Not again!" she says,
as her head begins to spin,
she wants to scream but she holds it in,
she put her head in her hands,
while the walls & picture dance.
she wants to cry,
say "why oh why!"
she drops to the ground like she want to die,
as she lays,
the feeling stays,
as she tries to gaze at the figher she sees, by the trees,
outside her window just below,
he waves hello,
as she looks, he takes the books,
the ones they burned,
that held everything they had learned,
that one night,
when that first light came on to tell
what made her spin,
"remember when"
she watched his mouth,
"you said it was your punishment for all the sin"
as he said the one last thing,
she could hear a buzzing,
she couldn't hold it in anymore
as the pain in her head began to sore,
she feels the tears on her face then.
it goes dark & she's back in that place....
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