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Little Bo-Peep
Little Bo-Peep, has lost her life
No one was there to save her
She sliced her wrists with a knife
Then everything became a blur
Little Bo-Peep fell fast asleep
Her last thoughts of all the meetings
She never awoke, she cut too deep
No longer apart of the beatings
When she took her very last breath
She knew the place she was headed
Even to Hell and forever in death
Had no measure to the man she dreaded
Beatings and rapings, Bo-Peep would just lay
Never was he to see her cry
She only had thoughts of how she would stray
While she wished her self to die
She would heave a sigh and wipe her eyes
While she planned her last depart
No one was there to hear her cries
During the last few beats of her heart
No one was there to save her
She sliced her wrists with a knife
Then everything became a blur
Little Bo-Peep fell fast asleep
Her last thoughts of all the meetings
She never awoke, she cut too deep
No longer apart of the beatings
When she took her very last breath
She knew the place she was headed
Even to Hell and forever in death
Had no measure to the man she dreaded
Beatings and rapings, Bo-Peep would just lay
Never was he to see her cry
She only had thoughts of how she would stray
While she wished her self to die
She would heave a sigh and wipe her eyes
While she planned her last depart
No one was there to hear her cries
During the last few beats of her heart
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