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Wept

when she cried i looked away i didn't want to see I wasn't really old enough to see but then i did i had to know oh oh, what they did to her i hope she doesn't remember oh it hurts my heart it hurts to remember remember that I didn't I just didn't sweet girl, too much too much for you to drink I can't get over you in that bedroom in that bed over and over one after the other and you just slept I wept and I am still sorry

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