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...Whispers...
Whisper her name--gently whisper She played his game when he kissed her Please go away--let her childhood stay years, you've stolen this youth, and I miss her
Call out her name--speak it clearly She's still holding that doll, she comes near me Please let her go--she's a youngster, you know the bouquet in her hand fades completely
Cry soft her name--'till she hears you She'll take the blame, she'll excuse you Please leave her be--she's healing within me the tears we both cry fight to lose you
Scream out her name (Ballerina)! dancing naked before him, between you Please set her free--the child I couldn't be No one knows that she died, no one cried...
She can't hear you now, that you're screaming She's too dead in this world, there's no meaning Please find a way, to recover your stay as for us, we've a graveyard for dreaming
Whisper my name--I might hear you! I'll forgive, but forgetting I can't do Please understand--my whole life was in your hand the innocent child, just like glass, now is see through
She's waiting for children who need her there's others Abused, whom will seek her Please do look hard, we're internally scarred We grew up, and we cry in whispers...
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