The Death of Innocence

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A tear slid down her bruised and bloodied face
She took a last glance as she left her birth place

Missles were descending more and more each day
They had to leave tonight; there was no other way

Their house was nothing but rubbles on the ground,
The fire eating at it with no sound

As black smoke ascended into the starless night,
She knew that running away would only be right

She packed a bag with the remains of her childhood
They thought she was afraid; but they all misunderstood

Her heart was filled with nothing but sorrow
When they decided it was her country they wanted to borrow

But she thought that everyone should know her story
She was nothing but a child, with no known glory

With endless ideas quickly flooding her mind,
She stood on the ground, with little courage she could find

''I'm the voice of a child; so helpless and bruised
The child who's freedom was stolen and abused

Im the child who turned from student to fighter
Just so she can see a future that's brighter

I'm that child whose glory, lives within her voice,
The child who's lost; and robbed of her choice.

I'm only a child; but I'm scared and I'm broken
Never relieved from the comforting words spoken

I cry and shiver then slowly fall asleep
Then the nightmares and discomfort begin to creep

I'm only a child but I'm going insane
From all the terror, the horror and the pain

But my heart will always be an unsolved mystery
That goes down in the pages of ancient history

The story of a girl, so young and so brave
That died on the land that she tried to save''

She stopped abruptly, blinded by a flash of white light
A flash that covered the ground, sky and night

Time after that passed by so fast
As everything was shattered from the impact of the blast

It all happened at the break of dawn
As it disappeared; the boat she was on

It started to rain; but she was in a better place
As heaven's doors opened and welcomed her face

The face of a child robbed of her life
Who lost everything while trying to survive

-The_Outkast

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