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A story of childhood sexual abuse from a figure that should be trustworthy
I'd known her since I was a boy, she was a real good friend always coming around.
she liked to stay at our house, said it made her feel a little better
When she told me what her Grandaddy to her I wanted to take to him with my fists.
but she just said that she was gonna run away.
And she ain't never coming back again, she ain't never coming back again. She ain't never coming back again.
i heard from her after awhile, she finally settled down and founfd her smile. She liked her new friends and things were going ok.
But sometimes when she's all alone, she remembers him coming home after drinking all day and wanting to have his way.
The memories of this old town keep coming up at her out of the ground. What a poor girl supposed to go and do
The memories of this old town keep coming back to bring her down and that's why she's never coming back.