Abuse

by Tiny Reader   Jan 8, 2012


Every step is a struggle,
All words are a lie.
You're giving in so slowly
And praying you'll die.

Another nightmare passed last night;
I see your eyes are dimmer.

He doesn't see your beauty,
They don't hear you cry.
No one knows the hell you face;
No one wants to pry.

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