The unwanted child

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She was always the unwanted childCome, sit by the fire..

She grew fast, she grew wild.

She was beaten and taken

She was never told

That she was precious

To have and to hold.

She was “a bitch and mistaken”.

She was always the unwanted child.

She grew fast, she grew wild.

When in her darkest prison

Her freedom came to be.

She was recovered and discovered

She could learn to love like you and me.

She was loved, she loved herself

No longer defiled and stuffed on a shelf.

She was free and oh, how she smiled.

She was nevermore the unwanted child

She was free and oh, how she smiled

She was loved, she loved herself

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