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a forgotten victim chained alone in a darkened room...

about the abuse and loss of an innocent life

give in and go with what motion comes your way

She is restless in her weariness Her visions torture her late in the night It is there between wake and sleep She cannot and does not have the ener..

sometimes it's the emotions, but other times it's the actions

some people just cannot be pleased, no matter how hard you try

when the last kiss is a heartbeat too late

mature content

Under the bowing weeping willow tree Here does my true love and soul mate lie It is over a fresh mound of broken earth My shattered and bitter soul..