Three little girls...

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This world isn't safe anymore
As we find pain and suffering in galore.
When will the day come, to finally walk the streets
Without being looked at as fresh meat.
No longer can I live with this anxiety,
It might be best if i end my life entirely.

I'm not affected by these situations though, but my friends are,
For they have to walk and not travel by car.
Who knows what can happen on the road,
With people walking around in psycho mode.

A dark figure from the corner
Stops them from moving any further.
Armed with a blade in hand,
And the girls run away they can't.

Smiles fade away from their eyes
And pain fills their heart as they cry.
Children left traumatised,
As they let their voice vocalise.

People land a hand,
But it may be too late.
As their wounds they try to mend,
And they curse towards fate.

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