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She cringes in a faraway corner,
Afraid of that hand above in the air.
Many times that hand has hurt her.
She searches to find someone who cares.
Her screams ring out into the night,
Stinging tears roll down her face.
She doesn't have enough strength to fight.
She reaches out for gentle arms to embrace
But all that's there is the cold air.
Her safe world has been shattered,
And she cries, alone
Thinking nobody cares.
Her eyeliner now tattered
She thinks that she is all alone
She thinks no one cares
She has trouble finding me at the top of the stair