Tuesday, April 6, 2010

This just makes me stronger.

I can't stand it when you come home and we just fight for hours. But I won't show it, I'll just hold my breath and keept it quiet. How many countless nights I try my best to hide. Soon as you slam the door my tears fall to the floor. I know that people change, maybe you're not to blame but must you burn a hole so deep into my soul?

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