Little Boy
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Ongoing<5 mins
Last published Sat, Feb 17, 2018
"Pushed the headphones to cover his ears,
Switched the iPod on,
Played his mother's favourite song."
Little Boy uses music as an escape from his nightmares.
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Second poem I have written. Bear with it and give it a chance. It would be greatly appreciated if someone please make a cover for this poem. :)
xxx_BlackDove_xxx, Completed 17/02/2018
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