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Beth
Copyright, Beth
In the dark shadows across the barren city walls
Is where my secret falls
Search for it like you've searched for gold
All the sad memories and stories untold
When the sun sets upon the distant sky
That is when I'll crawl up and cry
When no one hears the moans inside
No rules or happiness to abide
Tears flow in a stream of sorrow
Midnight events forshadowing tomorrow
The creeping of thoughts inside a tortured head
The words of hate and anomiosity eager to be fed
Hope diminished inside the dark walls of trust
Sadness becomes a constant desire and lust
Trapped behind the rusted bars of old, burried pain
Skin waisted with one too many deep, dark red stains
So lock me up in the cell of hurtful times galore
Let anger, jealousy, envy, and pain be no more
Because as the days pass into weeks and the weeks turn into years
I'll no longer be here to shed my glacier-like tears