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Can't believe this night
Yelling turned to throwing
Careless fists destroy walls
Love fades into the background
Everything's a blur

Once I was sure that
Fear was not a part of us

Abuse began with objects
But now it's turned to me
Under my clothes I hide your hands
Something I never saw coming
Everything's a blur

This is so sad. I only can give you my deepest sympathies on facing this sort of abuse. You've had an extremely tough
life, but you're such a fighter, something I admire greatly about you.
Take care, Chris.