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Only 16
She was only 16, God what did she know . Today was hers .What a special day, Nobody knew . Nobody seemed to Care. He stole her day, That special feeling, when you turn 16. Nobody knew, Oh what a day. He bought her a ring, Made it special, Wow he loved her. Huh Oh so she Thought. It wasn’t time, She wasn’t ready, It was her choice, He stole that too. She said no, He didn’t care, Nobody knew how he hurt her so . It was her special day, He took it away, He had no rite . He wouldn’t stop, no matter what, She screamed and kick, Yet he carried on. He pinned her down, It hurt so much, Held on the floor, It was so sore, He stole her youth, He had no rite . Yet said he did. That ring, He said your mine, He helped himself, Didn’t care . Silent tears behind those eyes, So hurt, Betrayed, Tears of fear . He didn’t care, He took control, He had no rite, But didn’t stop, Yet she yelled and screamed NO. How she trusted, Oh what he stole, Wasn’t his to hold . He took it away Her stolen youth, Yet nobody knew . Battered and bruised, Bleeding too, There she lay on the floor. Nobody cared, The shame she carried, So dirty and let down. He stolen her youth, She wasn’t to blame, He helped himself, She just never knew, What to do. He took her youth, She was only 16, So empty alone, He left her there, On the floor, In floods of tears Walked away with his dirty smirk. He took that away, He stole her youth, Nobody knew, Till this day. Of her stolen youth, At only 16. If only she had known what to do.
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