Red to Blue and Blue to Black,
dry tears form with every smack.
'My hands, My face!' I cry in pain.
Broken inside, my soul is slain.
You don't know you're hurting me,
on the outside, cold and mean.
This little girl, locked in bars,
fights for freedom, rips through scars.
Love and Beauty, come to this.
Torture through the innocence.
 
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