She sits there, looking around
Her dark black hair
She wants to it to stop
Begins to cry
She sits there, looking around
Her dark black hair
She lets it go
Who would helper?
Who would care?
She sits there, looking around
Her dark black hair
Does she let him?
Can she scream?
She sits there, looking around
Her dark black hair
Gasping for air, clenching her fist
She sits there, looking around
Her dark black hair
Screaming inside, tears run down her face
She sits there, looking around
Her dark black hair
How to make it stop?
What difference does it make?
She sits there, looking around
Her dark black hair
Disappearing is no option
The friction and pain
She sits there, looking around
Her dark black hair
The touch makes her sick
Someone please help her
Don’t let her faint
She sits there, looking around
Her dark black hair
She hates it!
Is it over?
She sits there, looking around
Her dark black dark hair
No one to tell
No one will know
Nowhere to run
She sits there, only her dark black hair
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