

don't hurt And for these girls I knew and loveddon't hurt by ~serialkiller131
Depression killed and scarred
But I want them to look out for me
don't hurt, we know it's hard
Thirty-five, Caucasian male
Two eyes had watched us play
I was numb form seeing him
Still remembering his face
He must have hurt those little girls
After watched them run around
Took them home, he was their friend
And now they're underground
She was raped in the school parking lot
When she was just thirteen
Couldn't pay for smoking pot
Thought it her fault till sixteen
Abused since she was two years old
Her daddy didn't care
He only saw her for his needs
She drank bleach set near the st
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Who am I ? I am myself
And welcome?