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Once up on a time there was a little girl born in 2 this world, raised up on tuff love, behind closed door she fought her own war, a soldier was al the outside saw,
Lonely and cold lying on her bedroom floor, made those prays 2 God about being free someday wile the tears dripping down her face
, desperate 4 change, fined something in life that made sense, so many times she just waned 2 give up, throw in the towel, but she hade 2 stick it out, case one day she will b appreciated of does hoe hating, trying 2 kill her spirit, with al this shit she hade 2 put up with, that got throwed in her face, al that hate were smooched in 2 a little packed placed in her thro, thick like a stone, made difficulties 2 breathe, frustrated of her situation, nothing 2 do, she couldn`t run no more, tied of carrying this heavy baggage, break free, no more sorrows 2morrow that was the music that were coming from her hart, cause al she waned was 2 b loved ..
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