It was you lost me my childhood
when you did what you did to me.
Filled my life with insecurities
that will never go away.
I bury it deep inside me some is
even lost for good, but for bad I still
remember what it was you did to me.
They say that the past is over
let it go and live for now, but
survivors know it haunts forever
that child that once was me.

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