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Apr 10
Out of sight, out of line, such a silly thing you are; another word must of slipped through those tiny lips of yours; rattle the cage till it stops of course; be labeled as nonsense with so little worth

Keep it trapped deep inside, speaking outloud gets a kick to the curb again and, speak loud now, risk it all, no comfort will come to naughty little girls

Punished for speaking truth to this day, not a soul to listen to any thing I say, why bother now there isn't a use, nobody to listen to tales of abuse

Sweep it all under the carpet once again, reach adulthood in a false sense
Right now your wicked, oh not in this house, punishment will fix you without a doubt

Lying mouths shouldn't talk It never matters what is said They'll never believe such a little liar, words said from a bad kid
Ash W
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Ash W  31/Non-binary/Missouri
(31/Non-binary/Missouri)   
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