A lonely road, with a creeping darkness,
tears dripping from the eyes of an angel who has lost ways,
she cries for someone to hold her in the arm,
tears rollilng to get someone warm,
A hood covered face, She has no dad or mom,
A brutal grace, no one's around her, not even a swarm,
She walks blindly, unknown to where to go,
She laughs mildly, as she saw abandoned houses in a row,
She wants you to help, to let her know,
that you have the map, to lead her where to go,
her heart so hollow, you can feel the emptiness,
She's a jane doe, a heart filled with sorrowness,
Bring her back, into where she belongs,
guide her through the dark, to where she long,
a preety girl in the dark, is something gone wrong,
an empty tear, is a wrong gone song,
she gotta be saved, her life moan young,
a soul hung, shes a thrown gun,
So go to her, she awaits you,
talk to her, she hears you,
do it right, she'll love you,
and do it tonight, and she will be you...
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