100 Tears: The Short lived Girl who walked in the Rain

God had walked away from me that rainy afternoon

I do not know why

A dark fate awaited me 

 

Punishment for girls who walk alone and disobey

Reward for Men who drive around looking for their prey

 

Workmen who made me cry and made me bleed

Workmen who did alot of awful things

 

Disaster is the only one who wants to play 

I do not know why

Disaster will be the one to carry me to a grave

With no one who remembers my name

 

Disaster came at me with Workmen and Rape 

Rape and Guns 

Nature always runs its course eventually 

Natural to kidnap girls 

 

I thought they where the Devil's workmen

 They had to be 

Why am I the one seeping in sin?

Full of dirt

Why did they win?

 

I cried 100 tears for the Devil's workmen

I cried for my hunters 

Before, God was the person most on my mind

Now I cant think straight thanks to all the dirt that covers me

 

I do not walk in the rain anymore

I do not walk anywhere anymore

Disaster carries me on its back

Thank you Disaster  

 

 

 

 

 

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