I Was
I Was Your Doll
Brushed My Hair
Washed Me Up
Do My Makeup
And Dressed Me Up
I Was Your Object
Don't Move
Don't Scream
Stay Calm
Don't Think
I Was Your Prisoner
Locked Up And Unseen
Broken Down And Used Up
Did What I Was Told Without Questioning
I Was Your Thoughts
Your Worthless
Your Pathetic
Your Ugly
Your Garbage
Now I'm Free
No Justice
No Strength
No Scars
Nobody To Believe
My Power
Your A Fighter
Your A Believer
You Can Do It
Try Again
Get Back Up And Dust Your Knees Off
My Future
Open Mind
Loud Voice
Spoken Words
Of A Fighting Girl
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