She had so much inside her mind,
A story, of her own, but not your kind.
She thought she found what she only dreamed to be.
Step up now, it's time to be free.
On the edge of her freedom,
A voice kept telling her to run.
But not listening to these facts, she buried them deep inside her heart.
The one that you keep tearing apart.
Maybe there is a message, somewhere
But she will never know, because she doesn't even care.
She is just so happy to have you back in her arms.
But little does she know, your only there to harm.
©terrylin53
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