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C***head

You stole my childhood, with your sickness and lies.

You made me feel sick and disgusting and filthy inside.

Well guess what c***head, you can't touch me no more - for I am an adult closing that door.

Your face makes me sick and if you were here, I would burn that body until it couldn't hurt me no more.

I was a child.  Why the f*** me? You tainted me and raped me of my innocence: you made me your whore.

I knew I wasn't the first and there's no way I was the last.

You're an evil sick f****, wearing that mask.

What did you think?  That I was going to give in?

Your shitty white car.

Your perverted face.

Your rancid body.

Your dirty money.

Your filthy hands.

All this time you haunted me - but I've just realised - you can't touch me!

I made it stop.

Go ahead f*****...............go f*** up no other.

By Lil' Nikki

 
 

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