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When the Magic Disappears
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English Prompts and such Running away to my special place
Hiding the tears that run down my face
Behind the chair a place of my own
My father screaming with an unbearable tone
Crouched in this secret place of mine
convinced me to think that all was fine
"who cares" I thought, "noboday does"
while they all ran around to find where I was
I wasn't hungry for fish that night
So i went to hide, my strike of the fight
None of them knew where I had gone
I wasn't found, even when the lights were on
On my way into hiding, i slammed shut the door
and they thought at home I was no more
Being alone was not so much fun
especially when daddy dialed 911
So I jumped out with a beaming face
Letting everyone know of my secret place
It wasnt my corner anymore
and if I still liked it I wasnt sure
When i disappeared they all knew where
I was found in a ball behind the chair
