Innocence Gone

Running futher away
So fast I'm unable to scream
No longer wish to stay
What I saw wasn't a dream

You took my voice from me
But what you did to her was worse
In the dark, I was able to see
Why my mummy now needs a hearse

You look at me with eyes so kind
And pull me into Daddy's embrace
But there's an image burned into my mind
Of blood running down her pale face

The End

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