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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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