Walking Tragedy
Blood and tears running down her cheeks She’s just a walking tragedy
Her lips quiver and her body shakes
Coldly, he stares at her, with no shame
Badly bruised and forever scarred
Slowly breaking her fragile heart
But now her torture ends tonight
She’s packing her bags, taking flight
He screams as she walks out the door
But that doesn’t matter anymore
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