Little Girl Gone

Like a little kid

When the lights go out

My soul is dark and scary

This there is no doubt

My brain wages a war it cannot face

The pain haunts me in the deepest corners of my brain

My heart might as well have been stabbed

For someone else's gain

I can feel the blackness of the night

Spread throughout each vien

As the pain and anger and sadness creeps within

I can’t breath another breath

What happened to that little girl

The one who thought the world was hers

Who did nothing but smile

And the only pain she experienced was

The bark chips on the playground

Where is she now?

She is gone

Gone with her innocence

Gone with her happiness

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