By Paul B
Date: 12 May 2000
Fragile Child
Her daddy was deaf, he couldn't hear her pleas.
Her mommy was blind, she couldn't see her needs.
Abused? Neglected? Starved for affection.
Screaming out in vain in the wrong direction.
She's lean, she's mean, she's down right obscene.
She's a hot blooded temptress at sixteen.
She's too young to know what she's doing to herself.
She's too late to turn back and be someone else.
Once, she projected innocense, but that's long since gone.
Each day it becomes harder to judge right from wrong.
One day she will cry for the things that she's done.
But one night stand love to her is better than none.
Though don't blame her, she's a fragile child.
Searching for love the only way she knows how.
So don't blame her she's a fragile child.
She was born to be preyed upon, destined to be wild.
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