Tragedy End.
The hands drips with blood,
Is it ink?
Or maybe a drug?
Try to think what happend,
Try to realize what you've done,
Cold lifeless body hanging by a lung.
What did you do?
Hide the kids away, try to protect them from the moster you married,
Killed him like no other,
Carried him to his grave,
Told the kids Mommy's brave.
Think of what to do,
Try to not leave a clue.
They find you in a corner,
Crying like a baby,
They tell you to go sit down,
You take it like an order.
Your brave like a soldier,
Like an Angel in the air,
Think of what he did,
Run your fingers through your hair.
You loved him, you killed him.
He hurt them like no other,
But it's you, the protecter,
Their mother.
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