A pale young girl,
She looks so happy,
But no one would know,
What happens, when the lights go out,
When she goes in at night,
She sits there, her dad glaring,
He's mad because of work,
To her he is staring,
The anger behind, his big beedy eyes,
And in one second, everything changes,
She's hit pretty hard, shes knocked out,
He hits her some more, to let his rage out,
He doesn't notice, that shes no longer struggling,
No longer moving, no longer breathing,
The lights turned on, theres blood everywhere,
On his hand, on his shirt, on the floor, on her,
Her mother walks in, just getting in from work,
She has a smile on her face, until she sees,
Her daughter dead, and her husband to blame,
Screaming and shouting, and all the worse,
Then it is silent, after one final curse...

::not a real storyish thing::
 
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