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Lullaby
She hides herself away,
She cries away her awfulday.
Tear drops falling on the floor,
That voice saying "i want more."
So she pulls out that shint blade
Too slowly let he pain all fade.
The blade and skin finally meet,
Her body accepting defeat.
She is a torn up, bloody mess.
Red splatters on her new dress.
She hunches over, ready to die.
Behind her a mothers piercing cry.
Her bitter lulllaby.
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