For one so sure, Uncertainty is creeping into her soul,
It makes her think,
Is this really life,
Or am I mearly existing,
Have I been forgotten,
Have I been left behind,
I see, yet I cannot touch,
I hear, yet I cannot speak,
What is happening to her,
I can no longer see her smiling face,
She is lost in the dark to me,
She has seeped into the shadows,
She cries all alone,
I cannot find her,
I cannot help her,
The child with the sad eyes has gone,
The child with the weeping soul has vanished,
Where did she go,
Where has she been taken to,
When she dissapeared, so did I,
No one could find her, nor could I,
I scream in the night for the lost little one,
Because as I dream I know two things true,
The little girl is dead,
And the little girl is me.
 
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