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Daddy looks at me with contempt,
he says that I'm dirt,
but when I look in the mirror
I see a little girl who's hurt.

Her eyes are full of sadness,
her face is etched with pain,
She's searching in the darkness
for a hand to hold again,

For someone to say "I Love You,
I'll take away your fears",
for someone to hold her closely
and gently dry her tears

I see a frightened little girl,
With a secret in her heart,
A secret that's so tragic,
it would tear her family apart.


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