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Some place for you


She cuts, and cuts, and cuts..

Hoping that the blood that spills on this floor was for something more

hoping that maybe someone might hear what she had to say

Hoping that maybe they would walk her way and see her

My daughter I want her to grow up in the world that is love and above all

will recognize her for who she pure heart and all

Because hate is only as big as you make it just as love is too

I want to tell her that she is a warrior because she is going to have to fight

She is going to have to make sure that she protects her little heart from the people who want to tear her down

I want tell my daughter to never apologize for smiling too big

"Baby girl" I'll say don't give you see at night God puts his hand on you and knows you are perfect in his eyes

Your eyes are bright like the stars in the sky

You have legs that keep you standing strong so baby girl know that you are loved

Just because people are cruel doesn't mean you're any less than true

Because I wish I had told you the truth before

I ended my life not thinking of you

 
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