A little girl is lured by the VIXEN,
She led her to the WICKED WOLF.
The little girl, who's unaware of the pondering danger.
A little girl, Forced to believe a well prepared drama.
A little girl fed with lies,
RE-PROGRAMMED to follow the VIXEN'S ORDER.
As the night falls, She's trapped by the wolf.
He rips her flesh, the little girl devoured.
The little girl, her voice is silenced by his cruelity.
The little girl's seen both sides of the coin,
Stabbed by a blood relative,
she escaped just to be the next victim.
She's been hammered and pushed to fall.
The hand dropped mirror, shattered into pieces.
The little girl, dragged and hurt by POLITICS.
MY TURN NOW:
She's not your play-toy.
She's Not your disposable camera that you use and throw.
STAY AWAY, STAY AWAY from her.
Finally,
FUCK YOU- VIXEN.
SON OF A BITCH- OLD DICKHEAD WOLF.
REST OF THE BACK STABBER- FUCK YOURSELF AND DIE.
LITTLE GIRL- I love you, I need you.
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