promise not to leave remember what I did I should have been the one to go, to die they didn't deserve to die they wanted me to join them I refused they punished them because of me
I'm dying now I know it Soon I'll be gone be free from the noises in my head the screams and cries the shouts of betray
the memories still flash before my eyes the sadness the tears that ran down their faces I still feel the pain from the broken skin on my hand from the punches and kicks from the children's cries
Hey Florence, this is an attempt to base this off The Promise by PETER KOSMINSKY