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May 2012
He came into my room one night
All was black, there was no light.
He dried my tears
Promising to ease my fears
The only thing I had to do to free me from my hell?
"Don't tell."

He protected my from pain
He told me I was anything but plain
I could be special
Not knowing he was the devil
I made wanted so much to excel
So I said, "I won't tell."

But he brought more pain
Than he ever brought gain
I became afraid
Of everything my eyes surveyed
I told him I was not well
He said, "Only bad girls tell."

I so I kept my promise to him
And my life turned grim
Until one day I came to discover
Without him I could finally to recover
So I told, "I will tell."
"And he could go straight to hell."
Written by
Audrey
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