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Written 1989 Heather W.(age 14 the summer right before my parents divorced) A silent scream in the middle of the night, no ones around to hear A shadow falls across her bed, she stiffens her body in fear Morning comes, she tries to forget but the memory won't go away She wants to tell her mother but doesn't know just what to say. As the girl grows she learns to live the pain She thinks a lot of telling and of what it might gain Momma may not care, maybe shes known all along What if its her fault and shes the one in the wrong Come little girl daddy wants to play Come little girl or he'll make you pay Close your eyes and pretend hes not there Does he do it to show that he cares? Lately she don't seem to care Lost her job, feels alone out there She cant go home, instead to the streets Selling her well learned teachings, filling needy mens' needs Come little girl daddy wants to play Come little girl or he'll make you pay Close your eyes and pretend hes not there Does he do it to show that he cares? Don't go little girl, don't run home to daddy Run little girl, you can one day be happy. |