These scar's,
They tell a story,
Of beauty, and of pain,
A fragile tragic twisted tale,
A broken love affair,
And magic flame renewed.
These scar's,
They tell a story,
Of misty morning dew,
A tale of wicked servitude,
And what we thought was true,
Shattered shackles on the floor,
And hope begins anew.
These scar's,
They tell a story,
Of beatings that never broke me,
And the monster I called you,
The blood soaked in the carpet,
And I thought that I was through,
But these scars,
They tell a story,
Of the day I escaped you...
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