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Rock-a-bye baby, in the treetop
I didn't ask for this His body ramming into me Killing me I can see my ribs through paper skin I wonder how he can stand me When the wind blows, the cradle will rock It wasn't my choice But can you call it rape? Forced Fucked No Civil War to end this slavery I am a paper doll I am a child When the bow breaks, the cradle will fall Cut into perfect pieces One the same as the next All connected All broken Stolen And down will come baby... Mama told me to be careful.
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