When I was young I was touched
When I was young I was used
When I was young I was robbed
When I was young I wanted help so I cried
Now that I am older I don't want to be touched
Now that I am older I am afraid I will be used
Now that I am older I am scared to share what was once taken
Now that I am older I cry for help because I want to feel loved
There is nothing anyone can do...
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