Franchesca was a little girl who loved her father dearly
She sobbed her little heart out crying "Daddy can you hear me?"
The darkness she was deeply in had shrouded him from sight
And everything surrounding her was black and pitch as night
Her father sat beside her with his head held in his palms
Remembering the baby that he once held in his arms
He raised his head to see Franchesca pale in her bed
Before the nurses sterile gaze confirmed his daughter dead
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