As I walked down the street
I saw a girl playing with her feet
Without a home no love or care
Had ripped clothes and ragged hair
She had a smile like no other
Told me a story about her mother
And how her life was so great
And then she asked me what was the date
I said it was the 31st
And all of the sudden into tears she burst
I asked why she was crying
She gave a small smile I could tell she was trying
She told me the reason she couldn't have lied
Today was the day her mother died
I asked her how and she said her dad
Had a fit and got so mad
Took a knife and stabbed her many times
Her purse fell to the ground and out rolled the dimes
The girl ran and ran away from her dad
Wondering why he got so mad
And here she was sitting by the street
Now I know why she was playing with her feet

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