

Old things newWhat a beautiful bliss this is this skyline white that abrupt end that princess wasn't prepared for, She can still feel his hand on her back pressing her against him, His fingers in her hair ecouraging shared breath, His lips teasing hers as she begs for more, the sadness in her voice pleads for him to not let go, The soft reassurance in his chocolate eyes tells her to not worry, her Prince will come again. Tears chance her eyes as his touch turns phantom, She watches her Prince as he climbs into the unwelcome carriage, reluctantly turnOld things new


BeatenHide your eyes shield your face Bruise is coming Better brace,Beaten
Close your mouth keep it tight, Cuz someone's getting hit tonight. You better go you better run You think he does this all for fun? Scars he'll leave on flesh today For your life you'd better pray, It's never ending, this pain and sorrow Just try to make it through tomorrow. Here he comes Are you prepared? His fists are flying Don't be scared. The piercing gunshot slices through the night Let there be no doubt what you did was
Love
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