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Still hear

Creaking of the stairs

And the wooden floor

Still feel

Trembling of my skin

With the sound of the door

Cold shiver

Running down my back

The bitter fact

Though I've tried

Everything and more

I fear the attack

The bruises are gone

The scars will remain

A gift for life

My mental strain

Broken bones

Broken home

Broken heart

I can not forget

The nails in my bed

With eyes wide open

Lie awake

Every single night

The bomb is ticking

Deep inside

Based on pure fright

The bruises are gone

The scars will remain

A gift for life

My mental strain

Broken bones

Broken home

Broken heart

I can not forget

The nails in my bed

A gift for life

My mental strain

I won't forget

Bruises are gone

Scars will remain

Nails in my bed

Lying awake in the night

With eyes wide open

A heart full of fright

Cold shiver running down my back

Though I've tried everything

I fear the attack

Still hear

Creaking of the stairs

And the wooden floor

Still feel

Trembling of my skin

With the sound of the door

The bruises are gone

The scars will remain

A gift for life

My mental strain

Broken bones

Broken home

Broken heart

I can not forget

The nails in my bed