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one time
you made me cry
be proud that i
remember

my chin is sore
the bruise is gone
but the spot is tender

gave my hand a sister coy
to cotton alley where
you did enjoy
your wicked games
you curious boy

tied my laces up together
when i fell
you laughed
until your belly was sore

in the brick laid aisle behind
the five and dime store

that’s how
i made you blush
but doubt if you
remember

were my tears genuine
or those of a skilled
pretender

nothing precious
plain to see
don’t make a fuss over me
not loud
not soft
but somewhere in between
say sorry
let it be
the word you mean

i was a little pest who
never took a hint
could never
take a hint

you pinched my fingers
in a door
tossed my coloring book in a
rusty barrel

pulled spiders from my hair
fingers in the door

my favorite blue blouse
stained on the back
running from a berry war

can you hear me scream
in cotton alley
scream in cotton alley
in cotton alley

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