a girl, she is taunting me
But don't you see,
only wish she would let me be.
she may not be pretty,
and she certainly is not nice.
But she is mean and rude,
and I fear this is her only mood.
I see hate and sadness in her eyes,
and alone in her room is where she cries.
Sitting on her bed with a knife,
she is ready to end her life.
She's been rapped, and she has been beaten,
It's been four days since the last time she's eaten.
Yes, she has seen things you would not wish to see,
But this terrible, lonely girl... is me! (unfortunately)
ybba>>joie
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