poor thing

By christine •
hit, after hit, blow after blow
cant do anything but take it
coving up anything that might show
tryin 2 not let anyone know
scared outta my mind
my friends so damn blind
thinkin everything is fine
By christine •
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whoa this is really powerful. i hope this wasn't from actual expirience.