In a small town
Almost vacant
She lived in a house
With only her parents
Not even a store in sight
Everything miles away
Deep in the woods
She discovered a tree house
Began storing what she would need
If she got angry again
And wanted to run away
She tried not to think about the last time
She got angry
Why they had to move
To such a desolate place
It was to pass
That she ran and climbed
And shut herself in
Days passed
She wondered
Isn't someone missing me
Remembering the love she once had
She climbed down the tree
And headed back
But the ground was cold and white
Leaving footprints in the snow
When she reached home
It was empty
They had been searching
And permanently frozen
In an icy tomb
While she played
In the tree house
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