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Oh, look, a little girl playing in the park

The sun's gone to sleep and it's starting to get dark

Where are her parents, why is she all alone?

Maybe she has no parents, maybe she has no home

She's swinging on a set of violent mood swings

Fidgeting with her spiked metal rings

Look closer, her neck sports dents made by the jewelry

Her smile is just another one of her tricks of foolery

Beautiful eyes swimming with invisible tears

Her soul is teased by all and worn down over the years

Now she's sliding down the slide

She took a shot at life and really tried

But that failed and now she's onto Plan B

Turn around and from life she'll flee

A child now and a child forever

And forever shall become her never

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