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She's been caught
I her own fault She should have known better After all, she's a young lady now She remembered the last time The last time she had been caught O, how it hurt That cold metal buckle Striking the soft skin between her shoulder blades The light weight baby doll Offering no protective barrier From the burning sting The pain of those repeated blows She thought, "how can I do this again? How can I endure it? So She ran |
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Yup.. girlfriend you run and keep on running... right up to a gun store..
Lol.... |
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Yup.. girlfriend you run and keep on running... right up to a gun store..
Lol.... Ah, no worries. This happened in the late 70's. Lol.... |
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