51:hope

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One day he's happy
The next
Is so different
Hope for the best

Hope that he will just leave
Without hitting you again
Hope he won't make us watch
Him beat you again

One day
I knew something had happened that day
The red marks on your neck
Where his hands were at earlier today

You say you love us
Please let us escape
But your to caught up in the game to realize you own mistakes

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