Alone and afraid,
she grabs for a knife;
Depression will end,
this twelve-year old's life.
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She places the blade,
against her small wrist;
Makes a small incision,
she could not resist.
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She watches the blood;
as it runs down her arm;
She just can't go on,
they've done too much harm.
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Her mind flashes back,
to a time and a place;
When they left her defiled,
and they made her ashamed.
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She pushes down harder,
'til the blade meets the bone;
'Tis the only way,
she could escape from her home.