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I wrote this when I was 10 years old. Don't ask. o.o

Little angel,
going to sleep
Her wounds still bleeding,
she started to count sheep
Next thing she knew,
she was floating on a cloud
Drifting, looking, singing aloud.
She suddenly grew wings,
she started to fly
Soaring so fast, soaring so high
She sighed and smiled, closing her eyes
How she enjoyed being away from the lies
But this dream did not last long...
She woke up to a slam, and then a shout
Her father entering her room,
she knew this wasn't going to be good
"Get up!" he screams at her
She hears but doesn't move
"I said get up!" he repeats himself
She does as she's told, trying not to cry
He grabs her and slaps her face
She struggles but stays strong
He throws her against the wall
Her bloody hands finally stop shaking
Her dress ripped and her hair soaked
She was not moving,
nor was she breathing
On that day, an angel's life would go no further
On that day, an angel was murdered...

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