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Monday, June 25, 2012

Frightened little girl

The morning was so bitter because of the night before
The little girl she trembled she didn't want any more
Too many stripes across her, from the belt that hit her frame
The little one was shaking and was feeling a little  lame.

In school she was so silent, afraid of everyone  around
So instead of playing games, she was nowhere to be  found
Somehow she thought she'd slip up, and tell the others of  her pain
So she kept herself  hidden, far from others she would remain.

Back from school she trembled  she knew too well  the routine
Awaiting her was the mother who was always cruel and mean
She had hoped  that just one time, she could come home unfraid
But each time it would be the same, her beatings were all replayed.

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