Treasure Island

remain a mystery


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enveloped in dark
in this once green park
where my mother and i used to play

the swings so inviting
and the blade deeply biting
fades all my memories to gray

the slide how it twists
like the scars on my wrists
which promise to never betray

the teeter-totter shrieks
as the wind makes me weak
and i fall thinking i'm still okay

the rock wall where i climb
just can't seem to find
the child who once used to say

take me home my dear friend
for here this shall end
where my mother and i used to play.

Submitted: Tuesday, January 19, 2010
Edited: Wednesday, February 17, 2010
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  • Shawna Browning (3/4/2010 11:53:00 AM)

    oohhhhhhhhhhhhh i dont know how this one makes me feel kinda sad but not really oh man i lufffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffff it more then the other one! ! ! (Report) Reply

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