Before I was three I was never left be. My parents divorced And bruises were forced On my face and on my arms My daddy was really alarmed. My left leg broke and then my right. Before I knew it, I saw the light. Someone killed with just one kick At first it made me really sick. One final breath left me And I went into the light, i could see. Now I sit in heaven Looking over the kids under seven.
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