A pitaful wail pierces the night

A pitaful wail pierces the night

She carries her burden of aloneness
Like a tumor on her shoulder
She huddles with licentiousness
To keep from becoming colder

She wanders into the damp and dark
Never admiting to her fear or plight
She does not dare step off the path
For what then would fill her sight

There is nothing left of feeling
But what more could be taken away
Who has put this curse upon this child
Who will help her find the light of day

She wants you to think she's angry
When she is but periously lost
Who has put this spell upon her
Who leaves her here to pay this cost



Neils
10:20 pm
05/10/2005
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transcribed this time
10:22 pm
05/10/2005