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When you want to show strewn handprints down your chest
and through your thighs
So you lift your shirt
But there's nothing there to prove what he did or how it hurt
It's like invisible ink
Shine the light but be careful not to blink
Or you'll miss it
But I'll never miss it
Everything is reminiscent
It's like a picture with a flash
It blinds my eyes but the memory is still intact
But he says the memory isn't real
He says...
It wasn't me and I didn't do it
If she doesn't remember she'll never prove it
She'll just lose it
Her faith
Her dignity
Her self esteem
Her fire
The things that lit her up, made her laugh, and made her smile
Is this some sort of test?
Of my strength? Of my courage?
Cuz I'll never be brought down
And I'll never be discouraged
Let me take a moment to tell you how it is
You'll never break my spirit
My determination lives
And I'll take this as an opportunity
From whatever is up above
To prove to myself that I can still love
And I'll wear your hand prints as tattoos
Not because I have something to prove
But because I have something to give...
Alive or dead?
I'll choose to live.
