Perfect
Her blood lies upon your perfect hands
All the pain you have put her through
Has ended her life for good
Upon your perfect hands
Connected to your perfect body
Not so perfect now, are you?
You made her weep
And you made her drink
You made her scream
And you made her cry
Made her breathe her last broken sigh
You....you made her die
Those hands that once held her
Before they became hard and cruel
Those hands that once calmed her fears
Before they began to cause them
Before they took her life away
Those hands --- Your hands
You had no right, no right!
And now my sister has no life
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