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All But The Forgotten
Its walking up.
Walking down.
All over your spine.
And there’s no place
There’s no place… where you can hide,
Hide, hide, hide, hide, hide, hide, hide…
No one’s home
She’s all left alone
All but the forgotten;
All but the forgotten;
All but the smeared tears
As the black ink rolls
And her eyes left cold
She’s truly left alone …
All but her sacrilegious fears
The busy traffic
Chaotic roads
Though she waits in the shadows
The hallways forever cold
And there’s no place... no place
She calls home
Battered child
Of a pillared soul
The girl she once was
Is no longer 'cause
She stands all alone inside,
Side, side, side, side, side, side, side, side…
No one’s home
She’s all left alone
All but the forgotten;
All but the forgotten;
All but the smeared tears
As the black ink rolls
And her eyes left cold
She’s truly left alone …
All but her sacrilegious, sacrilegious
All but her feared tears...
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