A child all alone in her bed,
Just think of the pain she must go through everynite.
Mother and stranger start to fight,
This beautiful girl then raises a knife.
Cuts through the skin,
Now an open wound.
Buts she feels no pain,
As blood soaks down onto her shirt.
And tears run down her cheeks.
She has giving up on living.
Given up on life.
The night she breathed her last breath.
Was the night she cried tears of blood.
 
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