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Once a child of pure intuitions
Now tainted with the blackest of hearts
We fear there's no turning back
Our hope seems truly lost.
Please help us return
To the one we once knew
Which lies a shell of our former selves
In the shadows and darkness from which we grew.
Our Past Generations
Will seek the truth
To undo the great ordeal
Of trouble they have forsaken
Thought it seems inevitable
We manage to keep our hope
But it's slowly going away
We've lost our trust and sanity
and maybe our trust in you
But maybe if you help us
We'll see the light that we once knew.
- by Twisted Nerves |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 12/27/2011 |
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- Title: Dolls
- Artist: Twisted Nerves
- Description: I was bored while looking for some pictures and then this happened.
- Date: 12/27/2011
- Tags: poetry gothicreality areans writing random
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