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Like a child I cannot speak Unlike the strong I am becoming weak He won't listen To a breath of my past Or maybe he can't accept I've grown up way too fast. It haunts my soul The way that we fought If only I could help him see The way he looks down on me If only he could understand I only need a helping hand The constant fear That chokes my life Attempts to conceal My body aches My voice is meek like a newborn child I cannot speak. |
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