Her life

by Samantha   Feb 11, 2005


She's laying on her bed,

She hears her parents fighting,

She wishes it would stop,

But it only gets worse.

Laying there she wonders,

"What did i do to deserve this life?"

She opens her tear filled eyes,

To her dad standing in the door way,

Holding a knife,

She screams for her mom's help,

But little does she know,

Her mom's already dead.

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