Taken Young, Taken Pure
Round and round, they spun her around
Bound her hands, and tied her down
Clasped her mouth, with soul crushing force
Screamed for her life but nothing came out, not even one word
No one hears her hollow sobs
No one sees the fear she saw
Silenced forever at the end of a blade
Bloodstained in sorrow, the cause of her pain
Purity and innocent breath, the price she had paid
In the wrong place, at the wrong time
Another free spirit, snuffed out by fate
Taken too young
Taken so pure
Taken by chance
Taken through hell
She sways back and forth, peacefully as she strides
Making not a sound, walking slowly down the golden path
To where the holy light shines
Every single step, brings her closer
To her heavenly home
Where she will rest her soul forever
Undisturbed
She is home
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