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So they call her stupid, Spreading lies, like shattering glass, She feels unworthy, She drops too deep, There is no one to give any explanation, Lost in those rotten words, that surrounds her like the big deep blue sea, Only whose there to see, No way could she believe, None of it was true, Treating her like a brute, Hearing the horn sounding along with the flute, Powerless, Hopeless, Helpless, She was alone in the torture, She was to afraid to fight back, Lost in a battle, they have just won.

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