My Secret Pain5 (100%) 1 vote
You hold my hand You move my sleeve You see my dirty secret My nighttime reprieve
You look at me In the eye And see that I’m About to cry
You move your hand Close to my heart And promise we’ll never Be apart
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When life gives you lemons, make lemonade give your trust, you won’t be betrayed this was the bull sh*t we learned as we were young purely because it thought that we couldn’t handle the truth and we would run
as we grow, we know the truth … Continue reading End it