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The End Story


Litttle baby girl was born into the world

not knowing the word hate, until the age three

when mommy and decided to seperate

 

Not knowing the really damage until the age eleven

was pulled into things and started living dangerously 

from the hatred living inside

couldn't find out why

because daddy wasn't there to give enough hugs

and mommy was always on the run

 

Trying to escape the pain so she ran away at the age thirteen

but she stayed awake

thinking of the hurtful things people would say

she even cried out to God asked, "Are you listening to me?"

 

She decided to go deeper so she found it in blood

that didn't help so she tried to find love

she was hopeless and lost 

didn't think about turning to God

now shes sixteen and a lost cause

 

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