History repeats itself
He'd paint her black and blue and, ah
She never stood a chance
The Devil comes to dance

Violet, why you always so quiet?
On her bedroom door and he's irate

Lift my legs up and drag me outside

Lift my legs gently don't whip them

Violet, why you lying to me, Violet?
She stays silent, things turn violent

Blood stains

And I can't walk

Oh ahaha nevermind he probably stabbed my legs!

I got my hair into a small ظفيرة by my mom

Feeling slightly better

Love them but my hair is a bit too short for that

Stupid you say? Yes I am
Super
Talented
Understanding
Person
In
Demand

Me and my paralysis demon