eyes
your hair goes Grey from the stress but I can tell that you are trying your best I see your eyes. turned red from the cries the world is cruel and I know how you feel to lose a child is truly a crime but it was hard for her too you couldn’t accept her but she really tried "she"... "her"...... I keep hearing you say these words but I'm not sure who that is.. your... "daughter" ? don't you get it? they tried their best to make you see but the loss of a child is truly a crime you have all this support. but you couldn’t support your child. I see your eyes. red from the cries. but not your own. I see your eyes HOW COULD YOU NOT CARE YOUR CHILD YOUR OWN BLOOD. I see your eyes. red from the drops you pit to hide the redness from the drugs. you do all of this just for attention. just for support. I see your eyes.
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