I cried out, when they ***** the young girl, and no one believed.
I cried out, when they stole from the old man, and no one believed.
I cried out, when they shoved salt in the young boy's wound, and no one believed.
I cried out, when they crushed the old lady's hope, and no one believed.
I cried out, when those we trusted became monsters, and no one believed.
I will cry again, will you believe?
Nov 24, 2025
Nov 24, 2025 at 11:51 AM UTC
I cried out, when they ***** the young girl, and no one believed.
I cried out, when they stole from the old man, and no one believed.
I cried out, when they shoved salt in the young boy's wound, and no one believed.
I cried out, when they crushed the old lady's hope, and no one believed.
I cried out, when those we trusted became monsters, and no one believed.
I will cry again, will you believe?
This is just who I have always been.......
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