stairs
Why have things come to this never ending cycle?
You're steps grow louder and i shrink in fear
You terrify me though you think you're doing the right thing
So far that I might never hear you coming up those stairs
To make you ashamed of me
Beaten against the steps that head to my room
I wonder if what I have done has angered you again.
Every time I hear you coming up the stairs
The End
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