Her dad was a drunk
Her mom was an addict
Her parents kept her
Locked in an attic
Her only freind
Was a little toy bear
It was old and worn out
And had patches of hair
She always talked to it
When no one's around
She lay's there and hugs it
Not a peep of sound
Until her parents
Unlock the door
Some more and more pain
She'll half to endore
A bruise on her leg
A scar on her face
Why would she be
In such a horrible place?
But she grabs her bear
And softly cries
She loves her parents
But they want her to die
She sits in a corner
Quiet but thinking,
"God why?Why is
My life always sinking?"
Such a bad life
For a sad little kid
She'd get beaten and beaten
For anything she did
Then one night
Her mom came home high
The poor child was hit and slapped
As hours went by
Then her mom suddenly
Grabbed for a blade
It was sharp and pointy
One that she made
She thrust the blade
Right in her chest,
"You deserve to die
You worthless pest!"
The mom walked out
Leaving the girl slowly dieing
She grabbed her bear
And again started crying
The police showed up
At the small little house
They quickly barged in
Everything was as quiet as a mouse
One officer slowly
Opened a door
To find the sad little girl
Lieing on the floor
It must of been bad
To go through so much harm
But at least she died
With her best freind in her arms
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