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Trapped

Dark as day Calm as night A breeze to only pass you by and in the wind the voices sing a taunting tale of torture A maiden in dispair a devious drangon in a pit of sorrow locked her in his lair a corpse she lay in dying hands those words unspoken said " No more can you keep my heart, now that i am dead"

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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