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This poem is about someone who broke my heart. I don't know where the creepy house thing came into play, but I thought it'd make the poem all dramatic or something.

Struggle

A crack in the wall
An eye peeks through
A scream down the hall
I'm trying to find you
Lost and scattered
My mind is racing
Beaten and tattered
My heart is pacing
Too late for all
No one can save me
Blood on the bathroom wall
This man will enslave me
Still I see, still I try
Did I really have to ask why?
 
 
 
 
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