Maybe This Time
Maybe This Time
Shaking, breaking, falling down,
Look around when there’s no sound.
Worry, fear, and agony,
I see what he’ll do to me.
Hopelessness and panic grow,
Why won’t anybody know?
Deep inside I start to cry,
Maybe this time I will die.
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