Set Free
i was 3 years old, and by you i was hurt
you treated me has if i was a piece of dirt
you took me in the bathroom day after day
against my own will, after awhile it didn't matter what i would say
each new day that came, you would waite till she was gone
then you would continue where you left off, and you knew it was wrong
i was trapped by your aweful touch
how could you hurt me, how could you over me lust
i was just little, i was only three
i knew one day though i would be set free
the best day was when i got taken away
no longer i am your little prey
i hope has time goes on, God changes you
so you won't do those aweful things that you do
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