I was 4
she was 5.
I slammed into the door
and let out a cry.
She was shouting
my mom was rushing.
I was pouting
and thoughts were gushing
Through my head.
My eyes were raining.
I fell off the bed
and the pain, I was gaining...
Was taken over me
I couldn't feel my arm.
I didn't want to see
my arm in such harm.
she was 5.
I slammed into the door
and let out a cry.
She was shouting
my mom was rushing.
I was pouting
and thoughts were gushing
Through my head.
My eyes were raining.
I fell off the bed
and the pain, I was gaining...
Was taken over me
I couldn't feel my arm.
I didn't want to see
my arm in such harm.
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