Wept

when she cried
i looked away
i didn't want to see
I wasn't really old enough to see

but then i did
i had to know

oh
oh, what they did to her
i hope she doesn't remember

oh
it hurts my heart
it hurts to remember
remember that I didn't

I just didn't

sweet girl, too much
too much for you to drink

I can't get over you
in that bedroom
in that bed

over and over
one after the other
and you just slept

I wept
and I am still sorry
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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