Sat on her bedroom floor
The tears falling thick
So confused misjudged
Fears the shout, the call
First come the words
Thrown quick with hate
Not a care of the pain
It will make her feel
Then the hand
Making it all so real
Powerless and trapped
No way out of his ‘care’
Scared of the truth
Reliving it everyday
Saddened by imperfection
Sorry she’s not enough
Shaking in her home
Burning deeper
Acid and venom
Cold murderous eyes
Death leaves it behind
We loved her, lies
End of a tragedy
Ending in disaster
True innocence dead
Result of his head
Tears too many shed
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