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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