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In The Rain
IP:
there was a little girl her name best not mentioned
grew up a new slut thriving for attention
got it where she could get it let erebody hit it
she tried many sizes but still nothin fitted
she had low self-esteem at age sixteen
and it seemed she'd stay the same and not grow keen
one day she was at a game sponcered by the mayor
her luck changed and she met a basketball player
got her shit to wear even paid for her hair
and she stayed with him together there
they grew together lived through shit
as she had her first real relationship
everything was great, she had a plate to eat
but when he had bad days then she'd get beat
didn't know how to handle it, bogglin her brain
cause she loved the feel of water, but hated the rain
Two years passed he skipped college stayed with her
life's a blur it's amazing how fast shit occours
he coulda been a hoopa went and got paid good
but he didn't do what he should, he stayed hood
now she's pregnant and he told her to get an abortion
it's awkward how quick telling turns to forcing
it was beautiful during intercourse though
now he's decided to kick in her torso
the embryo died and he said he shoulda left her
she should be greatfull he stayed and kept her
all she could feel was pressure but empty
the hole was lengthy and she started trembling
then it all went black she couldn't see no one
then a flash of light and there was her unborn son
she wanted him but love she was seeking
he wanted to grasp life and they're both left reaching
A week later she felt like she was dying
so she stayed over her friend's house to unwind
this gave her time to think about all her man that did
thinkin how could she love the man who killed her kid
so she ran home and hid so he wouldn't see her
All she could hope is he wouldn't beat her
she sat in the closet alone for and hour
silently sobbing lifeless without power
a chick came in now her pain turned to wrath
as she came in naked from a bubble bath
that chick and her man laughed as she sat in the closet
unacknowledged and grab on something cold an polished
stood up opened the closet and pointed the gun
strait at his head and said this is for my son
he coulda been someone if u weren't misled
then she pulled the trigger... and she was dead
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