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Grounded(la femme nikita)
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just damnedinspred! 4/4/05
little shade in an empty paper, sketch of a broken ink
shadow limply strike her head as her eyes can’t see
all the words licked, her soul is weak
as the words becomes speech.
Dark,
Playin’, laughin’ as it’s turn has come
She can’t fight
Can’t save her soul.
Now tears becomes bitter and cheap
Oh what was there
Shades have all been vanished, grounded everything.
She took a deep breath
Surrounded by poisonous are
She couldn’t feel
she’s dyin’ , can’t take a punch
oh, darkness almost there to swallow you!
Oh, she’s weak, she’s dying
What the hell sun never comes
Now cheap, bitter tears killing her
But she can’t fight
Shades have never been vanished
