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She lies in her bed staring into nowhere |
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Tears running down her face |
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An open wound bleeding |
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Her body turns pale |
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Recalling the road leading away from right |
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As the dark had appeared as light |
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Tricked to cross the line, dragged further in |
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Then trapped in a swirl of wicked lies |
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Now, no sign of light, no sign of hope |
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As a dark shadow enters her room |
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A freezing chill runs down her spine |
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The presence of death fills the room |
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The shadow encircles her, pale of fear |
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Slowly draining the last drops of life |
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Her last strength she forces through |
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And cries out to the |
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Lord she used to know |
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Overwhelming light annihilates the dark |
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Immediate rest fills her heart |
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My dear child, come to |
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Me I will restore you and embrace you with |
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My love |
