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The child with a voice


Mom, STOP, please why cant you see All the bruises and cuts you give to me All I did was love and did what you would say All the other kids moms dont treat them that way Go away child you ruined my life But mommy how could you hate someone you saved your life To love and be cherished is all I ever asked for Now Im taking a stand and leaving out that door Forever more all be gone with all that's left is a simple song A song of hope that was sung in my head But sadly the next day you found me dead Your cried and cried and felt so bad I left a note saying Im sorry I made you sad No pain, No more tears All but a mom who realized her fears Having a problem but couldnt stop The song of the angels she sang on last time To hurt her own child was her biggest crime.
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