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| They think she’s flawed But when she sings They’re in awe Roses just fling On stage And she cries She looks for her mother But she died Beaten by her lover It was a crime The girl goes home Goes through the same pain Just a Different day, but the same game His hand so rough, gives her a migraine He tells her, she’s just a plain Jane She sits there, and cries She goes to school, and she lies About the bruises, that they see She says, they're nothing She knows, she can’t stay And get treated, the same way As her mother, and die She has a gift, she’s gotta fly Far away To another land Maybe, find another man But for now, she’s content. All he did, was torment Her soul It’s alright now Because she’s reached Her goal now Years later She looks back On the hardships That she had She remembers when she left She’s worth nothing more, than a cent And she smiled That’s fine, she knows she’s a dime. -carly shaw |