She knows what you've said
She knows what's been done
You took away the light
When she actually saw the sun.
The first day was one mark
Right across her arm.
Then the second day was a big X
Looked like a big swarm.
The third day the knife
Became her best friend.
That's what was with her,
Till the very end.
So now that she's gone,
She took her own life,
How would you feel
If you had the knife?
If she had done
What you did to her,
You'd be 6ft. under the dirt.
Instead of her
You would be dead
But instead,
Let her finally rest in peace
She can let down her head.
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