They say only good girls get to Heaven.
I believe that isn't true,
because all of the suffering that has passed through me,
I've found Heaven standing here with you.
Broken and torn.
Scarred and bruised.
Somehow I can love again,
despite the past abuse.
So hold on to me tight,
don't ever let me go.
I love you oh so much,
you could'nt begin to know.




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