Charlotte

by Leslie   Nov 19, 2005


Shes standing there right in front of me
Just looking dead in to my eyes
Her face so bloody and tearful
She stands all alone dripping wet

Shes so lost and afraid
She doesnt remember what happened
Shes crying cause she cant find her mum
Where did she go? She asks me

No movement from her towards me
Just fiddling with edge of her torn shirt
Shes standing with clothes ripped
Shes standing with eyes so red and sore

Her wrists are red and cut
Her clothes soaked with water
Her body so bruised and cut
Her hair so matted and dirty

What happened to her to deserve such pain?
What happened to her in those woods?
What happened to her?
How did she end up in the water, drowned?
How did her killer escape?
Why did her mum never go looking?
How do I tell her? She doesnt know its over

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