Get your filthy hands off of me, I'm innocent can't you see, Stop tell me those lies about my mother whould blame me and call me a lie, stop telling me this is how you are going to do it, stop telling me that it's all my fault, stop telling me that I better keep quiet, stop hurting me, please stop hurting me and go away stop, stop, stop, stop, just stop. I,m grown now and that young girl you slaughtered that day isn't here to see this day of glory, 20 years later they threw you butt in prison for hurting another child. Yeah you kept me quiet back then but that girl talked, maybe she was mentally stronger than I was back then but all that matters now is that you got caught, thank God you finally got caught.

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