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Saturday, November 14, 2009 7:12 PM
Did they love you? Did they hold you?
Or were you never good enough...
Why did they make you grow up?
Grow up too soon.
I could see you were still a child
You were for spite, oh strange disdaining
You died for love, yet knew not of the emotion
Were you scared in the closet?
Was it dark? Was it cold?Was he there?
Breathe child, it's over
Take your heels off and stand three feet tall.
Are they happy now?
The childhood you never had is now gone, taken so soon
Will you ever grow up at all?
Yes breathe child, he's gone
The world saw you on television, like a lonely wife, mother of two
How old are you?
We love you
Will you ever grow up at all?
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