It's 545 in reality but in your dream you feel a mix of 12 and 21

You tip toe to hear screams and run as soon as you hear them

Up the back porch running RUNNING up your back porch

You see him beating on her

You're afraid he's ****** her but nothing is clear

You can't keep this in al

YOU NEED HELP

they're both dead. She's dead inside and he's dead to you

Get up its 642. You have to go to work.

Put that smile on and fake that you're okay

But you're strong cause you're still here

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