Play
Let's play pretend, yea? Ok, I'll start, Their coming back for you, They never meant to hurt you, ain't that the Damned truth. It's was never your fault, You were a lamb to the slaughter. They hurt you. You did nothing wrong. This time, they will love you right, And not in a violent way, softly and sweetly, They will. When they come back, they'll apologize, And you will live happily ever after, I promise. Kids and a beautiful home. Never a fight or a throw. You'll grow old together, til you seek eachothers last breath. Ok, now it's your time to play pretend. Isn't this fun?
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