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     In the beginning you made me happy,

then quickly took that away....

     And without me knowing,

decided what price I had to pay...

     First, you lied to me,

and didn't let me know...

     Then, you stole from me,

and wouldn't let me grow...

      Later you hurt me and wouldn't let me cry,

in the end you killed me but didn't let me die!

     

 

      

 

 

 

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Thank GOD! That's past, however; at that time I...

       still wasn't done banging my head against against the skull.

                                                                                              circa. August 1989