Where is she going? 
What did she find?
For reaching in front
She got left behind


Sweet tender soul
She opened her heart
And in rushed the demons
They ripped her apart


Love's an illusion
Where are her eyes?
Pupils are lost
By the blinding of lies


Battered and scarred
It tempts her to smile
If only because
She's been numb all the while


And nobody sees
What is behind her lashes
The heart that is bleeding
From sixty-nine gashes


And all of the poisons
She chose not to feel
Leave her so empty
Her mind will not heal


Tired of fighting
She lays in the fire
Done with believing
She kisses the liar


Lamb of the purest
Sweet innocence
Slaughtered until 
She embraced acceptance



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