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He ripped the film for her |
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Her life stopped in its tracks |
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And there's no-one she can talk to about it... |
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It's driving her mad. |
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A lifetime ago, but the panic |
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And paralysis are still gripping her now |
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The mad stare, clenched-up fists, panting stale breath |
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Are still here, and she's still in his power. |
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She has tried to put her dreams back together |
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And to set herself free |
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She has waited so long for forgiveness... |
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The years show no mercy |
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This wound time won't heal. |
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Walking on splintered glass: |
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Keeping silent, that's what she can't stand |
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She's still helpless in the hands of the giant |
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Can't betray the family man. |
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Night falls, too quiet for comfort |
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Her soul shivers with disgust |
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Her blood freezes at the sudden dark memory |
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Of his pent-up obscene brutal lust. |
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She has tried to put her dreams back together |
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And to set herself free |
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She has waited so long for forgiveness... |
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The years show no mercy |
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This wound time won't heal. |
