nocturnalwinter:
Broken lines across my mirror, Show my face all red and bruised. And though I screamed and I screamed, well, no one came running. No I wasn’t saved, I wasn’t safe from you.
Broken lines across my mirror,
Show my face all red and bruised.
And though I screamed and I screamed, well, no one came running.
No I wasn’t saved, I wasn’t safe from you.