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She knew
it was something bad what that bastard did
but fear and anger she never dared
to share the situation.
It hurt
most in her mind than in her body
and in the shame of the silence
her heart withered.
The other little girls didn't play
the same game Lyss played
The other little girls didn't undress
nor they counted their moles
and dawned in their sheets
little tears of blood.
Lyss' torture was her father.
more than father, a burden
more than a burden, the pain
the walls of that room saw
Lyss' torture.
She thought
after the dark night the day comes
but in her case, the sunset never passed by.
no one heard her nakedness
It hurt
most in her mind than in her body
and in the shame of the silence
her heart withered.
The other little girls didn't play
the same game Lyss played
The other little girls didn't undress
nor they counted their moles
and dawned in their sheets
little tears of blood.
Lyss' torture was her father.
more than father, a burden
more than a burden, the pain
the walls of that room saw
Lyss' torture.
Lyss, little by little, grew up
locked in herself, giving up to the love
fearful, she didn't know how to run away
of those bloody memories
before she died.
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