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There once was a child,
Who wandered through the streets.
She had the cutest little shoes,
And the cutest little dress.
Yet she had not the look of a young child.

Her eyes told tales only grown ups would know,
Her hands felt things they shouldnt have felt.
Her body used for things not to be told,
Her heart changed from gold to black.
Her smile now non existant.

Scratches on her body hidden from view,
Corners crouded she cant find a place to sleep.
She wanders the night looking for warmth,
She wants some one to hold her like her mummy did.
She needs some one's love.

Marble steps so cold and white,
Her bones black and rotten.
Marilyn is no where as black as her,
Her soul the darkest colours of despair.
Only because no one wishes to be near to her.

There once was a child,
Who wandered through the streets.
She had the cutest little shoes,
And the cutest little dress.
Till the world shredded them up and swallowed her whole.

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Oh I love it! It's great.. but it is sooo sad..








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And yeah, i know,
But, in a strange way, it is true.

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