*you are not a delicate lamb.
you are not destined for the abattoir.*
don't look at them with doe eyes
hidden behind a film of your own pain
(as well as that of others).
if he touches you
don't take it gently.
don't let him push you down and steal the laughter from your eyes and the song from your smile.
*you were not born to be slaughtered.
you are not a piece of meat.*
you were born with a smile on your lips
don't let their selfishness take it away.
fight back
don't let them treat you like a lamb that's been bred for their pleasure.
fight back.
you are a pillar of strength
you are a goddess.
your body is your temple.
*you are not a lamb
do not let them slaughter you.*
Mar 19, 2014
Mar 19, 2014 at 4:26 AM UTC
*you are not a delicate lamb.
you are not destined for the abattoir.*
don't look at them with doe eyes
hidden behind a film of your own pain
(as well as that of others).
if he touches you
don't take it gently.
don't let him push you down and steal the laughter from your eyes and the song from your smile.
*you were not born to be slaughtered.
you are not a piece of meat.*
you were born with a smile on your lips
don't let their selfishness take it away.
fight back
don't let them treat you like a lamb that's been bred for their pleasure.
fight back.
you are a pillar of strength
you are a goddess.
your body is your temple.
*you are not a lamb
do not let them slaughter you.*
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