I Remember

February 21, 2014

I Remember

I remember the cold, so harsh it hurt to breathe

I remember the fear, eating away at a little girl

I remember a father teaching his daughter to fight with a blade

I remember the screaming, echoing a ring in her ears

I remember the hunger, gnawing inside her

I remember a secret place for books, that let her be somewhere else

I remember the playground, sitting by herself

I remember the music, Neutral Milk Hotel in her head

I remember a fight, that would change everything

I remember, but I try to forget

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