Those surrendering eyes of a child, tearing at the heart that’s were it starts
Despair in a smile lost hope cold and loud, tender mercies abandon to pain
The tracks of tears builds increasing strain, oh noble poet’s words are in vane
The dying heart of a child remains, condemned living in a world cursed by man
Now who shall claim no blood on their hands, a mother’s moment of weakness
A child’s life rattled by incompleteness, so what do you say to this little face
Confused child trying to find their place, a child’s wanting will pull at the heart
The not knowing is tearing this child apart, so forever now this will haunt thee
Words of why didn’t mama want me.
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