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Annebelle
Before the count of three, there's another scar
Before the tears fall, the rapist came to rape me
I try to fight thru this, but I fail many, many times
I begun to eat less and less, becoming anorexic
The rapist know I'm not as strong as he is
So each night he threw me in the basement, the horror began
Rape me over and over, I screamed trying to find help
But no one was near us, just the rapist and I
I hated him, he knew I'm troubled if I tell
I ignored every little movement he makes
Every glance he makes, because he was a father
Who raped his own daughter
I, annebelle Lynne Hustien, at age 16, died on October 26
Before the tears fall, the rapist came to rape me
I try to fight thru this, but I fail many, many times
I begun to eat less and less, becoming anorexic
The rapist know I'm not as strong as he is
So each night he threw me in the basement, the horror began
Rape me over and over, I screamed trying to find help
But no one was near us, just the rapist and I
I hated him, he knew I'm troubled if I tell
I ignored every little movement he makes
Every glance he makes, because he was a father
Who raped his own daughter
I, annebelle Lynne Hustien, at age 16, died on October 26
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