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Mar 2013
As the young boy sits in the dark
Slowly a shadow is laying on the floor
And a small dog starts to bark
The boy stands up with his face filled frightness
As if he had seen a movie filled with gore

His parents heard a shout from the room
From that little boy
As if he just met his doom
He was just a boy filled with joy

Now he is gone
Since the time of his fright
It was nice for him and his dog to bond
Eversince that one night
Alex Bautista
Written by
Alex Bautista  Los Angeles , CA
(Los Angeles , CA)   
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