Yo she was an infant...
The smell of innocence left on her quilt
Over rode by the stench of a despicable precense
That's still here to this day
Haunted by evil, she only hears what he say
& that voice is repeated
What choice can she make?
Flip a coin, make it equal?
Why were you taken away?
The distance apart breaks every inch of my heart
I've failed you baby, so sorry for that
I completely wish upon stars, as shootin' for them's not what I want
Just want you back, back where you truly belong.
RIP to the precious Madeleine Mccann.
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