Hidden pain
No where to run to only to his hands, Hands that's hold tight my throat, Hands that cover's my mouth , When the dark appears, Hands that embrace me, When the dark disappears. Happy for a moment but i know, The moon will soon be here, Where my screams will be silent, My tears will be covered , By his sweet charm, And all the stains, Will perish and my angel will reappear, But i know the moon will soon be here, And all be covered and he will be safe. By;A.Joy
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