3 days from now,
She'd turn 18,
She had a child,
He was only 3,
The babysitter never allowed him to play in the streets,
Then one night,
She got drunk and high,
Out of depression,
The child got out,
As she climbed the stairs,
He crossed the yard,
Crossed the street,
And then he got scared,
Standing in the middle of the road,
On his way back,
A car came,
Swirving fast,
But not in time,
They hit the kid,
He fell to the ground,
Blood sprayed all around,
A person jumped out of the car,
She fell to the ground by the baby boy,
Crying and crying,
Life had no joy,
She picked up the child,
In her arms,
She had nothing left in her life,
Because this girl,
Well, 3 days from now,
She'd turn 18,
She'd lost her child,
And he was only 3
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