Tears like rain, falling from the sky
Each teardrop embodies the question why
The epitome of beauty, so young and so innocent
Why oh source this darkness abruptly sent
Who do you decide on to inflict so much pain
Why do you do this, what do you gain
A child so tender, compelled to endure so much
The rain will cease, the dawn it will heal with a gentle touch
A fearless child, so blissful and free
Will run like the wind for all whom love her to see
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