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Fresh new curls wrapped tight like metal coils. Skin rubbed raw, lavender soap staining her pores. Teeth scrubbed clean, once, twice, three times just to be sure. Crisp white shoes.
  Well she’s not your average little girl She doesn’t see things in black and white And most of the time she lives in her own little world   Just like every little girl She wants to be a princess
She had so many friends  No doubt, no worry' People said they would love her to the end  But she was in too much of a hurry   Often ran from her problems But didnt run enough
At sixteen years of age, in some ways I am not the girl I once was. I am not the care-free little girl who had no qualms. I am not the girl whom making friends was the easiest task in the world.
A little girl use to laugh at jokes he told her  Even if she didn't understand a word  She use to try to mimic back every joke she learned  Bet he had a ball laughing at all her little failures 
You may be far away, but I remember the day. Counting cars from the window, looking at your shadow. You told me not to be, like you; But Daddy I am strong, I get mad,
Gone… But where?
  The future is unknown to anyone. All we can hope for is the best, Until this short life is done. Blue, brown, hazel eyes of all earthly guest
Yeah, I'm white Never Been in a fight But my dream is to knock out some lights Talkin' 'bout dreams, one-a mine's to be free Ya see, my parents lock me down with a key Yo, little do you know about me
The sweet reverie of a little girl in a Cinderella dress Does not hold a demise For no person shall attempt to withhold her She has imagination creativity innocence virtue Let her twirl
It use to be so clear for the world to see, daddy's little girl that use to be me. I had no problems I was free from the world, all because I was daddy's little girl.
Her small brown eyes, warm like sugar. Her hopes and dreams, endless like an ocean.  A laughthat can break your heart, btu heal your soul. A smile so wide, it can consume you with joy.   Such a small presence can use so much of my heart.
You are so very special to me Even though your appearence was so bare The life you let me live is so free You are the reason I am so very fair I try and cope with strong emotions As easily as I possibly can
Every year of my life, every month of the year, and every day that goes by I keep forgetting that you’re no longer here. I wished this pain would all go away but each countless moment I thought you I just made the suffering continue longer.
When I was little, I thought I had the whole world to myself. My selfish desires transpired into a song I felt everyone needed to hear. A song that sings millions Though words are mute But to me,
If I could tell you one more thing, I would ask you to remember everything. I want you to know that I’m not mad, But yes I often to get sad. I still believe you can hear me,
A little girl, all but 10. Made her wish, one wish to God. She prayed and she hoped, wished and believed. Did everything she could to keep them together- but let down and beaten,
A wondrous place, you call your home, A beautiful kingdom, only you know; A place where forts become castles, And little girls can be queens; Where play clothes become ball gowns,
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