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Dry eyes
A heart left dying
A soul bleeding
Darkness leads into the light of the moon
Dreams are left in the cold
Of a love not realized
Her fear too demanding
A demon too controling
Chaos and lies remembered
Frozen at the tip of her tongue
It was always and forever
When that was said
She should have ran for cover
Instead of being left to drown
In all her silent suffering.