She Walks A Lonely Road
Everyone Left Her To Rot
Now She Believes She Should
The Moonlight Shines Upon Her
The Glimming Knife Of Crimson Blood
Lyes In Her Heart
As She Dies
She Sees Her Life
Past Her By
Right Before Her Eyes
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~Words From The Unknown~
Just random stuff out of my mind
~tá an domhan lán dorchadais ach tá solas ann a threoróidh duit i gcónaí~
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