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| Once there was this girl way back when she had to learn how to grow up while living in a war she called her home. never knowing where to turn for shelter from the horrid storm. hearing all the yelling she would cry lonely in her room hoping everything would be over soon. bruises fade father but the pain remains the same i still remember how you kept me so afraid found strength in the others who told me you would pay every morning feels the same and i look back to yesterday and i am okay and someday you will pay as i look back to yesterday its your fault that im afraid and you will pay.... | ||||
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