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Wanting to feel love
But only knowing pain
Wanting to cover up
The blood that now stains
Her soul
So lost and out of control
She walks on a path
With no way to go
Can't see straight
With a twisted fate
In search of happiness
Beyond this gate
She walks on ground
Filled with graves
That lie so sound
But have these lives been saved
With each life
And its own energy
Where has it now gone
If energy cannot be
Created or destroyed
How can our souls be deployed
To just God or Satan
As our bodies rot
In the ground we lay in
Copyright © Sara Wilson | Year Posted 2006
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