A child running for her life
So full of fear and yet so strong
As she runs her legs get weak
A breeze is blowing
Playing with her hair
She is running so wild
Yet she is so tame
She wants to play
But cannot stop
She has to get away
She knows what will happen
If they catch her
So on she runsĀ for her life
A child so full of life
Running like the wind
Hair blowing and dirt
On her skin
All because of men
A child in fear
Running for her life
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