A child's life is not what it seems, That world full of hope and dreams, There's that one little girl he couldnt leave alone He had to have her for his very own Did he know how much he made her cry Did he know that she wanted to die Trying to take a bath to wash it away Only to realize that he left something that is here to stay Those midnight tears All her silents fears Her nothing Those sercrets were something A world without hope All those broken dreams This child's life is not what it seems
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