Alone in the dark
Walking strait away from life
Soul pitched balck without a chance to be saved
Lost
What muse has played her as so
Pity no more
The crown of gold now tarnished
Remember me
Innocent eyes brought down in pain
Tears run down a bruised face
The inspiration flows out of miss understood hands
Fool
Betrayed solitude of remorse
The pitter patter of the rain
Ice cold soothingness enrages her
The rush of a great rapid
Jump
The road now crooked.
 
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