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Holy Water
Somewhere there's a stolen halo
I used to watch her wear it well
Everything would shine wherever she would go
But looking at her now you'd never tell
That, that basterd! How dare he! How could he! When I get my hands on him! She used to be
so happy. So cheerful and lively. She just had to smile, and it lit up a room. Now, after the hell
he put her threw, you could never tell. How dare he do that to her! To our Hilary. To my Hilary.
Someone ran away with her innocence
A memory she can't get out of her head
I can only imaging what she's feeling
When she's praying
Kneeling at the edge of her bed
That sick man. He took her, scared her, and them ran away with her innocence! Her virginity.
That man gave her nightmares. She's been screaming in her sleep ever since. None of us could
even imagine what she's been through. Not even my childhood in Russia could compare to this.
Every night, I watch her, before she goes to bed. She never sees me, but I'm there. I see her praying
every night, on the edge of her bed. It's as if she steps off the bed, he'll get her.
And she says take me away
And take me farther
Surround me now
And hold, hold, hold me like holy water
Holy water
"Kai." I looked at her small form. I came to check up on her. It's about midnight. She's probably afraid to
sleep. "Oh Kai." I met her halfway. She ran, sobbing, into my chest. I pulled her close, never wanting to let go.
As I held her, I heard her muffled pleas coming from my chest. "Please Kai. Take me away. Far away from
here, from him. And keep holding me. Hold me and never let me go. Like holy water. And that never let's go"
She wants someone to call her angel
Someone to put the light back in her eyes
She's looking through the faces
The unfamiliar places
She need someone to hear her when she cries
I watch her as the days slowly pass. I try to treat her right, keep the memories away. But that's hard.
I've tried doing the simple things. I try to call her angel every night, but I never can. I try anything to get
the light to come back in her eyes.
Anytime we go out, I always see her eyes scan the crowds. You can tell all are strangers to Hilary. You
can read Hilary like a book. So it's easy to see to see that anytime she goes to bed, she wants one of
us to stay close. Someone to hear her when she cries. Someone who could comfort a small broken angel.
And she says take me away
And take me farther
Surround me now
And hold, hold, hold me like holy water
Holy water
Every time I hear her cry, I hear her plea from that night. To take her away, and never let her go. I promise
myself, every time I hear her, I will get her out of here. Forever and for always.
She just needs a little help
To wash away the pain she's felt
She wants to feel the healing hands
Of someone who understands
"Someone, please help me." She said it quietly, meant for her ears alone. Then she quickly scampered into
the bathroom, where you could hear the shower running. I invited myself into her room, and sat on her bed.
When she came out, she was wearing a small towel, that barley covered her. She was still dripping wet. But I
never noticed. From head to she was red. Beat red. Yet even more horrible, blood red. She answered my
unspoken question.
"I couldn't help it. I heard him again. His words. That now I'm unclean and dirty. So I tried to clean myself.
Get rid of all the dirt. But it didn't work. I'm still filthy." She sank to the floor, sobs shaking her entire body.
I picked up the blanket on her bed, and gently walked to her. I placed the blanket around her shoulders.
I slid my arms around her waist and the other under her knee caps. Gently picking her up, I carried her
to the bed.
And she says take me away
And take me farther
Surround me now
And hold, hold, hold me
And she says take me away
And take me farther
Surround me now
And hold, hold, hold me like holy water
Holy water
I sat on the bed with Hilary sitting on my lap and her head on her chest. My back was resting against her
headboard. Nether of us cared that she was getting water everywhere. One of her small arms came and wrapped
around my waist, just as my arms were doing to her. The other came and gripped the front of my shirt for dear
life. Over and over she just kept saying, "Just hold me like holy water." And I did. I held her all threw the night.
I would never let anymore harm come to her. She was mine to protect. And I would give my life for her.