Those surrendering eyes of a child, tearing at the heart that’s were it starts

Despair in a smile lost hope cold and loud, tender mercies abandon to pain

The tracks of tears builds increasing strain, oh noble poet’s words are in vane

The dying heart of a child remains, condemned living in a world cursed by man

Now who shall claim no blood on their hands, a mother’s moment of weakness

A child’s life rattled by incompleteness, so what do you say to this little face

Confused child trying to find their place, a child’s wanting will pull at the heart

The not knowing is tearing this child apart, so forever now this will haunt thee

Words of why didn’t mama want me.

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