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Lonesome |
| Written by Alex Hodson | |
| Tuesday, 17 June 2008 | |
There she stands, clutching a teddy bearIn her arms, her bottom lip quivers As she looks upwards through eyes so fair They mirror the face of her father, Standing above her, arms folded, cold Merciless eyes staring down at his Child so innocent, so helpless, She cries for daddy But daddy doesn’t listen Instead he looks right through her As she screams and screams, her tears glisten And she pulls and pulls at his trouser leg, Until she realises with shock, That she’s already dead. Copyright 2008 Alex Hodson |
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There she stands, clutching a teddy bear