Innocence, the child, left again to fight alone.
Left without a moments glance and left without a home.
She stumbles on through life’s abandon fighting for her breath
Fighting against all the ones who sent her to her death.
Sent to die with no one there to comfort bleeding wounds.
Innocence is ripped and torn, and laid in unmarked tombs.
Abandoned without any cares and lost from all today.
Innocence is killed and lies cold within the grave.
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