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Hence, it was she who turned away
Walking down a dark path that made her blind
Believing the those she cared for, cared for her in return
Hence, walking down a dark road
Believing all that she was told
Dreaming of those she thought to love
And thought to love in return
What do you do when one who makes you stop crying
Is the one who hast made you cry?
Walking a dark path
A journey on and on
Believing it will always last
When in reality, she has no one
Walking with angels with black tinted wings
Her trust is so wary
But she gave her life to them.
Now, dosn't trust seem ever so scary?
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