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Innocente

Playing house on the second floor
screams when the lights turn off
little girls grab dolls and run
searching for mommy
not realizing that this is life
welcome to our game of house
sorry the lights turned off
it was electricity or food
we have no mommy to help
when we scream silently
instead we drink the darkness
as it covers us in waterfalls
truth and evil grinding together
like our bodies
death of innocence coming out in
soft moans
of a girl who
no longer plays with dolls
Written by hemalata (Solivagant)
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