Walks Alone

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This pain she can take no more

The bleeding

The bruises all to real

I wants them to stop

The tears

The screams

All the nightmares...

There not nightmares anymore

Its her life

A father who abuses

a mother to scared to defend

THis little girl has no one to protect her

She walks alone

In the empty streats

No one to hold her

No one to wipe her tears

Every night crys herself to sleep

Refuses to eat

Cuz people call her fat

She was beutiful once

And happy, always smiling

But now all she thinks about

Is the blood runing down her arm

If this nife will take her to a better place than this hell

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