Who would have known ?

There is a girl fourteen going on fifteen

a child by heart, but a woman by appearance

she is alone, but yet deeply surrounded

Who would have known, what her eyes could behold

A quick glance into eyes so cold

Told stories upon stories of a tear untold

How her father who claimed love for her, abused her

The men she let into her heart and loved, used her

The pointed fingers from friends, family, strangers, accused her

What was this poor innocence to do, with icey tears and a heart ground to mold

With a future full of saddness to know

She wept and went silently to her blade

Slit her wrists and watched the blood cascade 

and with her last breath this child, let a last tear escape her eye

Then quietely wished the world goodbye... 

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