1 hour, ten days, 6 years, survive,
another child wishing their mother's life.
hair, laughs, smiles, personality gone
scarce talked about by those whose family it is cast on.
mimicing light, mimicing day.
no wonder the sleep starts to stray.
okay, mircales in this house please
oh lord, watch me beg on my knees
lambs blood left on the door
hope, tears running...
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