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the voice of the one calling out


i was alone

one night in my room

when suddenly i heard a voice outside

i left my house to check it out

i heard a cry

but not any normal cry

a cry so scared

so mad, so sad

a cry so terrified

that she would nver see the sight of the world again

she was scared that something might happen to her

maybe again, maybe for the first time

i followed the cry

found it and opened the dark door

to find that the voice

WAS ME..

she was crying out for some one to love

 her and never hurt her

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