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A little girl just killed herself
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A drunken man just shot that child
Shot him with a gun
I see my friends they come and go
They drive the streets and they'd never know
That man that had been drinking
He'd been Drinking quite a lot
They drank away their problems
All their problems were forgot
I waved goodbye
And you'd never know
That was the last time I'd see them go
Again under my breath I say
That on this tragic mournful day
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What happened now won't be undone
Another life was lost that day
And maybe hundreds more
The unborn child was murdered
They never had a chance
See the girl walk down the hall
Watch her smile
Watch her dance
Watch her arm
See her scars
Small and thin red lines
They cross her wrist and leave red tracks
Up and down her thighs

Every day people are dying
And every night children are crying
No ones there to wipe their tears
No ones there to still their fears

Another night another line
They go to school and say "I'm fine"
They give a laugh and show a smile
They suppress their hurt
Just for a while

Teased and bullied one more time
Another night another line
But This time they can't take much more
They shut the blinds and lock the door

They leave a note and dress their best
They stand on a chair or bed or desk
They say goodbye and start to cry
One more step and then they die

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