Alone
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Being alone is never too much fun.
A creak of the floorboards, the shadow of the trees,
The sound of the wind against the window
Would make you want to run!
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Run away! Run as far as you can!
Away from here! Don't even look back!
Run away, as fast as you can!
But don't be scared!
Be brave, be bold!
There's nothing there!
It's just your imagination!
I know. It's hard. And you probably don't believe me.
But believe me: there's nothing there!
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Of course, alone, you can have fun too:
There are so many cool, fun things to do!
You could play a pillow fight with your plush animals,
You could stay up 'till midnight or you could put your mom's make-up on!
You could spray yourself with perfume 'till you can hardly breathe,
Or you could make yourself as much popcorn as you please!
You can watch a really scary film
And huddle up in a blanket.
But then, when you hear the thunder rumble,
Then, I bet, that all you'll want to do is run!
***
Run away! Run as far as you can!
Away from here! Don't even look back!
Run away, as fast as you can!
But don't be scared!
Be brave, be bold!
There's nothing there!
It's just your imagination!
I know. It's hard. And you probably don't believe me.
But believe me: there's nothing there!
YOU ARE READING
Snippets of Life
PoetryThese tiny snippets out of my life, and the life of those surrounding me, are just thoughts threaded together with immense care, about the weirdest and most wonderful things! May my source of inspiration be a night full of shed tears, the most inten...
