Broken is her smile.
Dark is her past.
Weak is her soul fighting for it chance.
Strong she may stand.
Weak she shall fall.
She lives in hell yet prays for heaven.
Loves her friends but can’t be shaken.
She sits and wonders but never discovers.
Her brain is another world waiting to be found but can’t be spoken.
She sees a path of light that can’t be reached.
Something is standing in between.
She wonders what lurks ahead but now finds the light dim and dead.
Hell is still her home where she sits all alone.
Inside this box full of rocks.
Bashing her head until she is dead.
Will her spirit be awoken or will her life go unspoken?
Dark is her past.
Weak is her soul fighting for it chance.
Strong she may stand.
Weak she shall fall.
She lives in hell yet prays for heaven.
Loves her friends but can’t be shaken.
She sits and wonders but never discovers.
Her brain is another world waiting to be found but can’t be spoken.
She sees a path of light that can’t be reached.
Something is standing in between.
She wonders what lurks ahead but now finds the light dim and dead.
Hell is still her home where she sits all alone.
Inside this box full of rocks.
Bashing her head until she is dead.
Will her spirit be awoken or will her life go unspoken?
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