May 1, 2012
Abandoned in a little box with windows;
I lay staring into nothing,
probably thinking about something,
Loud shreik,
I think,
Scared beyond belief,
I look for my chief;
Busted battered and bloody,
No one can keep her from me,
I swing high and low,
Now he's gone and I am alone,
Call and Wait,
That's the night I'll never forget

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