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The Quiet before the Storm
I am Silenced too young to have a say.
Or at least that's what THEY say.
A young girl crying in the corner, feeling all alone because no one knows what exactly to do. This feeling its gotten old to her but the heart break, stress and custody its all new.
Inheriting traits from each of her "Loving" parents she wonders (Am I a whore?), (Am I a good for nothing?) as they argue on the phone
She covers her ears and for every scream and name her heart it gets a little colder and in every instant, turns a little more distant.
Oh young girl if you only knew that you're not all alone, your not the only one and that this turmoil will eventually pass will I see you smile?
Or at least that's what THEY say.
A young girl crying in the corner, feeling all alone because no one knows what exactly to do. This feeling its gotten old to her but the heart break, stress and custody its all new.
Inheriting traits from each of her "Loving" parents she wonders (Am I a whore?), (Am I a good for nothing?) as they argue on the phone
She covers her ears and for every scream and name her heart it gets a little colder and in every instant, turns a little more distant.
Oh young girl if you only knew that you're not all alone, your not the only one and that this turmoil will eventually pass will I see you smile?
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