EmzInDaBenz

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One step at a time they'd say.

But it seems just like yesterday I was building blocks and enjoying my youth.

I would skip around with joyful tears,

Playing with friends.

Hop-scotch,

Limbo,

Rope and more.

My outdoor friendships, never lasted long but they who'd I adore.

The Stories we'd learn, star of the week.

Math, or science wasn’t my style,

They said I’d learn.

One step at a time they'd say.

Outside we'd go once again,

The rain falls.

Falls on my newly bought hat.

No one seems to care, except the little girl with ginger hair.

Oh she seems to notice, and notices immediately.

She cries and cries.

‘It's ruined’ she'd say.

As she'd cry, she'd fall and she'd fall hard.

The sting of the cut. 

The burn she'd feel, would cause her tears to fall deeper.

Blood dripping, dripping down her palms, her wrists, knees and thighs.

Help, she'd shout. But no-one heard her cries.

Now, This feeling somehow feels euphoric. A strange underlying familiar sensation.

Yo is Shakespeare really dead???🤔🤔

I literally love this song. It reminds me of my childhood and makes me so euphoric+nostalgic.

Damn, take me back.