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Somewhere. . .



Blackened by a darkened night

Slain by the invoices of a lesser day

Stained by the tears of a salty man

Than

Hidden by the trees of a raging fire  



Beyond the castle of pain itself

Past the lands of dreams withheld

Buried under scraps of a life

And

Stolen from her truer years



Lies. . .



A soul that knows no fright

A girl who never lost her way

Who knew only shall and can

When

Heavy was her deepest desire



A heart that beats upon a shelf

A child who�s pain never yelled

Who knew nothing of strife

Stand

Alone in a pool full of tears



Life. . .



In all of Narnia and worlds unknown

Of Redwall, Darwinia, and Fantasia

And of stories long since ended

Where

Fantasies die and dreams begin



A place where magick is often shown

With tigers whiter then that of Asia

And souls live on to be mended

From

Pains we know as part of skin



Somewhere lies life

Somewhere lies HER life