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The Orchard


I wandered through
The attic
Dusting off
The trunk
Of black regret
I gingerly
Unlock it

I pick it up
My memory
Of what 
Was done

Blowing off the
I start to cry
Blurry vision
The emotions rising
I open it up
And see it there

Press play
And watch
What was done
The scare
The nightmare

I continue on
My breath getting shallow
The memories 
Of times since then

The absolute horror
Of what happened
Me screaming
"Why would I do that"
Seeing me 
visit again
and again
To that point
Not knowing

Looking there
Screaming again
Shaking my head
How could he do this
Coming home and 
Forgetting the milk

My mind in oblivion
All over

A simple

I sit there
And close the lid
To the trunk
As the little girl
I once used to be
Comforts Me 
Saying I love you.
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