Your eyes were too innocent
for me to see the pit of fire burning through them
Your hug was too warm for me to feel the coldness in your heart,
I wasn't prepared for the destruction you planned for me
For I was an easy fragile child in your hand
P.t
Oct 14, 2016
Oct 14, 2016 at 12:51 PM UTC
Your eyes were too innocent
for me to see the pit of fire burning through them
Your hug was too warm for me to feel the coldness in your heart,
I wasn't prepared for the destruction you planned for me
For I was an easy fragile child in your hand
P.t
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