pretty little girl

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She hides her pain behind a smile
Her pretty face capturing their attention
She was like an animal in a cage as they tried to reach out and grab
Her eyes filled with tears as she realises she would be seen as nothing more than a tool for their ego's
She hated them all of them
Their lust full eyes undressing her
Their gazes fixated on her
Her ear corrupted by their words
Their touch lingers on her
As she cried her quiet tears no one understands no one ever will so why should she tell.

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