You are a murderer,

It’s true, you are,

You might not think it,

But it’s what you are.

 

She was dead,

That little child,

Not in body,

But she no longer smiled.

 

You took her life,

That girl so young,

The day in which,

You lunged and sprung.

 

Her life was over,

Her innocence gone,

You used her,

She no longer shone.

 

That was the day,

That child died,

Could do nothing else,

Except to hide.

 

You took her life,

Her heart and soul,

You threw her down,

A massive hole.

 

She disappeared,

But you carried on,

You murdered her,

She was forever gone.

 

For years she grew,

But her world was glum,

Living a life,

So very numb.

 

Then she broke free,

From your evil hands,

Took control,

Made her plans.

 

She’s healing now,

She’s fully grown,

But that child’s gone,

Forever unknown.

 

You are a murderer,

It’s true, you are,

You may not think it,

But it’s what you are.

 

Thanks for reading

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