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Philippians 4:13
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a small little girl
with soft brown eyes
bruised and beaten
sits in a corner and cries
her family used to love her,
her family used to care
they used to hug and kiss her
now they just drink and swear
She counts the minutes
untill her dad will arrive
but today he was early
and she had no time to hide
her grabbed her arm
and threw her against the wall
"ITS YOUR FALT" he screamed
then she started to bawl
her head was throbbing
from pain and from fear
she tried to run away
but he was too near
he grabbed her and smacked her
and punched her somemore
her arm was broken
and blood covered the floor
she ran to the door
she needed to escape
the door was locked
and it was too late
even though it was her birthday
and she would finally be four
even though it wasnt her fault
that they were so poor
he pulled out a pistol
then he called her name
he pulled the trigger
and things were never the same
the small little girl
with soft brown eyes
layed shot on the floor
at the age of 4 she died
with soft brown eyes
bruised and beaten
sits in a corner and cries
her family used to love her,
her family used to care
they used to hug and kiss her
now they just drink and swear
She counts the minutes
untill her dad will arrive
but today he was early
and she had no time to hide
her grabbed her arm
and threw her against the wall
"ITS YOUR FALT" he screamed
then she started to bawl
her head was throbbing
from pain and from fear
she tried to run away
but he was too near
he grabbed her and smacked her
and punched her somemore
her arm was broken
and blood covered the floor
she ran to the door
she needed to escape
the door was locked
and it was too late
even though it was her birthday
and she would finally be four
even though it wasnt her fault
that they were so poor
he pulled out a pistol
then he called her name
he pulled the trigger
and things were never the same
the small little girl
with soft brown eyes
layed shot on the floor
at the age of 4 she died