The mask slips away,
and i see your true face,
behind all that beauty,
theres nothing but disgrace.
Every promise you made me.
seems so vain,
as every moment that passes,
I feel a deep revolting pain.
Every moment that i suffer,
I try to hate you,
think of all the pain,
I'd like to give you.
But I can't do it,
I just can't,
it's as if you've put me,
in a deep irreversible trance.
Everytime i think bad,
of you and you alone.
It's as if my heart does,
a thousand or more moans,
Your thoughts to me,
are like a drug,
which unwillingly,
i can't give up.
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Scarred (on hold)
Teen FictionSam, is just a regular 15 year old at first glance. She laugh, she smiles, yet why does it seem like her eyes hide so many tales, so much pain? James, he smirks, he glares. He always has anger in his eyes. Where does he take it out? On Sam. Abusive...
