Late at night a child cries.
She wants you to remember this night when she dies.
In her bed this child lies.
Drowning in red with open eyes.
Searching out through the night..
For something to tell her that it would be alright.

Her hate for him from deep inside..
Created by all the lies.
The lies he told her throughout her life.
The things he said ran through her head.
He said he loved her and he wouldn't hurt her anymore.
But she had heard all that before.
That's when she should have walked out the door.

But she held on once more...
Trying hard to put aside.
All the pain from inside.
With one last breath.
Before her bloody death.
She'd like to say...
Thanks Dad.
For all you've said and done.
I hope you remember this night in December.
When your daughter died.
 
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