Lost
She screams in anger.
She is in danger.
Left totaly alone, she is now afraid of the unknown.
Death calls out to her
Everyday she takes a step furthur.
She is angry, she is lost.
She gives up her mind, but with a cost.
A life to give,
A soul to free,
Death looks upon her with greed.
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