Black and blue, those are the colors he painted her inside and out. Lies, she had to tell so no one knew he pushed her around. She didn't know she could do better because if she lost him she lost herself.
Black and blue, those are the colors he painted her inside and out. Lies, she had to tell so no one knew he pushed her around. She didn't know she could do better because if she lost him she lost herself.
Deep inside the depths of melancholy and vulnerability, where every word holds the weight of a thousand unspoken truths, discover secrets only whispered by those who have embraced their own sorrows.
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