Chapter 25: As The Days Go By.
As the days go by the dark days are few and far apart.
Once in awhile they happen.
I can't help but feel that since they have left the dark days go away.
I can't help it.
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PoetryShe was perfect. Well what everyone else saw was perfect. What they did not see was not so perfect. The depression, the jagged scars on her burning wrists and thighs, the tears she wept at night after the fights, the bruises left on her body by her...
