| So long ago but still no end…
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| The creeps that I feel
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| More pain than a young child could stand…
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| Much too real
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| I skim these lines with trembling hands…
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| Do they speak of me?
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| Forlorn child… forlorn child…
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| Out of the dark, please shine, my child, don’t cry!
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| Against all this pain, please fight, despite… please try!
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| And while I have fight my tears I live it again…
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| My bruises start to reappear… like back then…
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| Forgive me, I was far too weak… but I was just a child!
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| A forlorn child… forlorn child…
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| Out of the dark, please shine, my child, don’t cry!
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| Against all this pain, please fight, despite… please try!
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| What the hell, they think they’re doing? |
| Can’t they feel the shame?
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| Stainless innocence they ruin! |
| Who will take the blame?
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| Killing sanctimoniously… filthy, heartless men…
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| I am you and you are me… it won´t take place again! |