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As one walks upon the shores of time,

nothing matters wheter yours nor mine.

Everything has a pupose yet nothing fits,

All your life you think you have found whats right,

I feel my world closing around me.

Nothing is open, everything still.

Now I lay me down to die,

hoping and praying that I pass the night

without so much as a weeping tear



Off in the distance I hear her scream,

the pain and anguish of a girl whos torn,

Torn form life by her innocence, depraved of all.

Nothing is lft sacred nothing is hers

It was taken, like candy from a kid.



The bell rings, no more books, no more rooms

free as a bird, but a bird with no wings.

To soar into the sky into the waiting arms of death