how can a child be so strong?
how can that child grow up so wrong?
my only job was to protect them...
now here i am all alone...
no one else remembers...
they live in a fairy tale,
with white picket fences, 2.5 kids and a dog.
i can't run far enough away...
i can't stay awake everyday.
the love of a man has saved me...
sent from above to not enslave me.
i never knew this love was possible...
it can't cure me, we've tried...
now i know how to go on...
i've let one in, with him i'm finally alive.
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