WHERE ANGELS MEET STONES. By: Ordeezy. - Stacyspeaks.com
Mama, how hard was it for you To walk through hell with a smiling face Why didn’t you run? Why didn’t you run? Your scars and screams were our dinner Night after night his fist met your face Is daddy a monster? Why does he always hit you? Mama, I’m scared of marriage I’m scared … Continue reading WHERE ANGELS MEET STONES. By: Ordeezy.
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