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Moon light shines on the hidden path,

that will take me away.



Not so sure what darkness is,

but I know nothing about the day.



Silenty I gasp a breath,

as my head turns around.



Blank eyes that haunt me,

that lead me to the ground.



Wind blows on her black cloak,

but within her you see a deathly desire.



Crimson tides wash over her,

but still there is a fire.



Long dark hair that whips in curls,

no mouth to convery what she may feel.



Tripping, Falling, going down,

not sure if this is real.



I lay there on the wet grass,

wondering if this is what I see.



She's standing upon a rock,

holding my sense of reality.



The cloak she is wearing,

flies off with the wind.



My heart it races faster,

and I know death has to begin.



Her smile sends me chills,

for it is evil and dark.



I'm sure her intentions are bad,

she has no soul or heart.



Faster then a bullet,

she is at my side.



Kneeling by my head,

the pain is slipping outside.



I thought that she was the devil,

but she may be an angel in desguise.



Her pain is something that I feel,

no longer can she keep it inside.



Tears that echo,

like a pouring stream.



Gently she clings to me,

while her little voice does scream.



I saw her as an enemy,

one whom not to trust.



Now I wish to protect her,

for her happiness is a must.



If you could see her,

you would know its true....



The pain isn't hidden,

because the blood soaks through and through.....