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Lost in the Night


Fists flying, lives at stake Caught in the middle The need to escape Middle of the night A child awakes Cold and alone with no one in sight A new guy at her side It hasn't been long Pleasure and lust become so strong Night is done Morning arrived But only to find another surprise While alone during the night She lost the fight Her daughter was dead And nothing was said
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