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May 2016
l'm your new daddy and I love you in a special way
Don't tell mommy, she won't believe you anyway
Just keep quiet, be a good boy
If you do I'll buy you that new toy
Keep your bruises covered, don't say a thing
If anyone ask, tell them you fell off the swing

They shouldn't have to pay for love with their blood and their bone
They shouldn't have to be scared to go home
There should not be scars on their young flesh
Their ****** up short lifes have become such a mess
When the adults in their life become the villain
Hell is for children
Pauline Morris
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Pauline Morris  51/F/Southern Illinois
(51/F/Southern Illinois)   
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