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As I Watch She Is Slowly Drifting
Drifting From Her Friends, Family And The Ones Who Love Her
So Much Pain Lay On Her Shoulders,
As She Walk At Night
She Has No One To Call To At Night
She Cry Her Herself To Sleep
Wondering Why Her
As She Screams For Help No One Responds
Her Body Is So Fragile That The Smallest Thing Breaks Her Even More
Beautiful Lady Back In The Day
Now Ruff As Sand Paper
Abused And Misused Is All She Know
She Doesn't Have Much Longer Before She Done
All She Know Is That Her Life Is,
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Drifting From Her Friends, Family And The Ones Who Love Her
So Much Pain Lay On Her Shoulders,
As She Walk At Night
She Has No One To Call To At Night
She Cry Her Herself To Sleep
Wondering Why Her
As She Screams For Help No One Responds
Her Body Is So Fragile That The Smallest Thing Breaks Her Even More
Beautiful Lady Back In The Day
Now Ruff As Sand Paper
Abused And Misused Is All She Know
She Doesn't Have Much Longer Before She Done
All She Know Is That Her Life Is,
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Published 18th May 2010
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