Demons

Sun, 07/06/2014 - 22:14 -- AtheA

My sister asks me if I want to play

I hold my phone in my hands

She shuts the door without another word

My sister asks my mother if she can play

I see the book in her hands

She walks out of the room

Head held high

My sister plays alone in the driveway

Talking to herself

I think

I might just go play

With my sister

I just need to take my soul back.

 

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