I lost a life,
I cut the pain.
I lost my mind,
then cut the pain.
I saw you there,
then cut the pain.
I hated you then,
and cut the pain.
I love you know,
swallow my pride
and cut the pain.
Six years old,
dressed in the worst outfit.
I was in a red dress,
it has white poka dots.
I was inside someone else's house.
Well, I thought it was a house.
A big black box was held up in the middle.
My little sadle shoes took me there.
I stood on a stool, and looked inside.
There was my aunt,
laying frozen in this big black box.
I tried to wake her,
bringing mourners a lot of tears.
I didn't care about them.
Her daughter and I screaming,
crying,
hurting.
"WAKE UP!"
"WAKE UP!"
Yet nothing,
we ran to the park,
a cold day in April.
Welcome to our
Frozen Haven.
-C.I.T.N 3-1-05
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