Little girl walking, blood red eyes, been murdered twice, by two different guys; once as mortal once as ghost, the rapist was at the funeral, and even gave a toast!.
Little girl walking, skin so pale, haunting people with her story, her sad little tale, but they don’t care because they don’t know, what bad guys can do, to what extremes they go!.
Little girl walking, so dark and cold, because she feared for her life, she did what she was told, only to realize she'd die anyhow, she is missed so, so much now!.
Little girl walking, down in hell, getting raped again, she could tell!. The devil had seduced her, brought her to his bed, no one knows how he did it, but he then killed the dead!.
Little girl walking, skin so pale, haunting people with her story, her sad little tale, but they don’t care because they don’t know, what bad guys can do, to what extremes they go!.
Little girl walking, tears on her cheeks; Cold - Wet - and Hungry, she waited alone for weeks!. She wasn’t living heaven, not even living hell; she was caught in something worse than that, but she did it all so well!.
Little girl walking, wondering, “Why me!?” the answer to that question is unknown to me!. Maybe someday she will find her way home, finally finding heaven, let us hope that she does, this poor girl of only seven!.
Little girl walking, skin so pale, haunting people with her story, her sad little tale, but they don’t care because they don’t know, what bad guys can do, to what extremes they go!.
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