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My happiness can never last,
When all I think about is the past.
I remember seeing evil burn in his eyes,
The way fires burn on dark, cold nights.
I remember the safety and comfort I felt,
When the handsome giant held me close.
I remember the sleepless nights,
Too afraid to close my eyes.
I remember the tear socked pillow,
The only witness to my pain.
I remember the blood stained jumpers,
Hiding the only evidence of my internal battles.

Out Of Your Veins.Dove le storie prendono vita. Scoprilo ora