The little girl, running away from the getaway her parents bought her.
A thread of lies leads to the family McFly.
A strange attitude that had,
The same longitude and latitude
The house was buried inside.
McFly was the name, but
They were not the same.
Paranoia all over. As the
McFlys screw over, the
Little girl died over
And over
October 11, 2012
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Three souls of mine
PoetrySo I'm basically writing this sort of poems based on my emotions and daily life. To help some of the readers understand what they are feeling. If any of you need advices or anything don't mind to ask.
