Hero thats she see's
It's a room of nothing
but black she can see
It's the cold, brick walls
that has her shaking in her knees
she screams for help
but no one hears
she scream's for help
as she shed's some tear's
a lonely child is caught
in her fear's
a nine year old boy
walks out and brings light
he look's familiar
but It's hard to see
out walk's her uncle
little Bradley
he wipe's away all her tears
they walk away hand in hand
with no more fears.
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