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Coal
She hears footsteps down the hall
But no one else is home
She holds her breath, she cannot move
She feels so alone
She hears the footsteps
One by one
Like gun shots from a gun
He's comming near
Her death she fears
Is just around the bend
He's comming near
Her life she fears
Is comming to an end
He is here
With no one near
No one to hear her cries
Standing here face to face
He's looking in her eyes
Through his eyes
She see's his mind
The doorway to his soul
But it's not him
It's her she see's
In eyes as black as coal
My favorite so far.