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In the Woods
I found your clothes
And your little pink lunchbox
Why was it you they chose
Of you, nobody talks
How old were you
What was your name
I wish I knew
Who was to blame
I hope there wasn't pain
I hope it didn't last long
Maybe your name was Jane
Did you see them come along
Why do they do this
They take peoples lives
Take a girl from bliss
Using their knives
I hope it's better up there
Away from those woods
What happened wasn't fair
I wish it was me, instead, in the woods
*Written on May 8, 2012*
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