Wandering

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( Wandering.
Alone, Nothing around.
"Keep going" I tell my self.
Everywhere, but nowhere at once.

My family is gone.
Everyone I loved, taken in a heartbeat.

Until now, I've never missed them.
Pushing myself further into the woods.

Indented in the dirt there is a trail.
"Never look back" I tell myself.
Suddenly I stumble over something.
It is a small wooden box.
Dumb luck that I found it out here,
Every latch on the box is shut tight. )

Chorus

Suddenly I drop the wooden box.
All at once the box shatters to pieces.
Very carefully I pick up the contents.
"Evan is Retarded" the note says

My name is Evan.
Every damn time Steven you asshole.

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⏰ Last updated: Mar 24, 2016 ⏰

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