A little girl walks out the door to go buy food Around the corner at the store as a man walks by in a foul mood He's raging mad when he sees the child The little lad only makes him go wild He reeks of beer because he's really drunk The girls face is made of fear as he begins to throw junk. He gets ferocious by smacking and kicking Breaking every law of Moses as if he had a drug addiction He tells her about his messed up life and for every bad thing she was smacked Until he pulled out a knife She was terrified now for a fact He thinks he can take it out on her Because he's a man He can do whatever he wants, no matter what it were. He don't show remorse As a witness tells in court He beat the child until death of course He left with a sentence not all that short As he sits behind bars And recollects on what he did He dreams of the stars And thinks of that poor kid.
Reason for writing:
it just came to me
Birth sign: Pisces
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