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Little Girl
Little Girl
Is what they called me
While making my insides bleed
Holding me down
Listening to me scream
But i was...
A Little Girl
Being beat
Choked and gagged
Beyond all means
Tears falling from my face
My abdomen bruised
And the insides of my legs
Just a Little Girl
Being taken advantage
Tied up and bound
To a bed while there all around
Eying my petite
Undeveloped body
What do they see?
A piece of meat
But its a Little Girl
That's what they said
"Little Girl bow your head
I didn't know any better
I thought she was my friend
Now her whole family
Sees between my bend
Little Girl
She was too
But she joined in
Like she wasn't
Her hands holding my feet
I knew this was defeat
Hours felt like days
In this place called hell
Where they were raised
"Little girl don't say a thing"
While they untied the string
Limping home, where i went
No justice for me
Little Girl never able
To feel free
By:Bethany
Is what they called me
While making my insides bleed
Holding me down
Listening to me scream
But i was...
A Little Girl
Being beat
Choked and gagged
Beyond all means
Tears falling from my face
My abdomen bruised
And the insides of my legs
Just a Little Girl
Being taken advantage
Tied up and bound
To a bed while there all around
Eying my petite
Undeveloped body
What do they see?
A piece of meat
But its a Little Girl
That's what they said
"Little Girl bow your head
I didn't know any better
I thought she was my friend
Now her whole family
Sees between my bend
Little Girl
She was too
But she joined in
Like she wasn't
Her hands holding my feet
I knew this was defeat
Hours felt like days
In this place called hell
Where they were raised
"Little girl don't say a thing"
While they untied the string
Limping home, where i went
No justice for me
Little Girl never able
To feel free
By:Bethany
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