Once a child with nothing to care
Radiant and sparkling walked through the street.
Innocence dripped from the eyes,
Worries at her feet.
That had no shoe and were bare.
Concealed in the veil of innocence.
Had not perceived a beastly stare.
Felt a strange something in the air.
Had all, not just fence.
Someone who had saved her from fear.
And the stare that got near
The hand that ripped the soul
A butcher tearing it all. ("Like butcher make flesh tear"
Now a girl with lots to bear.
Scampers through the square
Sensing every filth stare
She knows nothing but to shed a tear
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