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Comments about Alice Miller
I was never a Rose Bud but only a thorn
I was never a baby even though I was born
I was never a Rose bud, I was only forlorn
I was never held close in a mother's sweet arm
I was never cuddled, hugged or kept warm.
I was never a Rose bud even though I was born.
I was never a Rose Bud, tell why I was born?
I was always so fragile, so lonely and torn.
I was never a Rose Bud, what is God's plan?
I was never a Rose Bud, I stand on quick sand.
I was brought into this world as man's contraband
I was never a Rose Bud I've shed many tear.
I was only a ...