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Trapped within


I see her reaching for me

but it's like I cant't get close enough to set her free

I hear her cries in my head

her soul is here but her body is cold and dead

numerous questions start to fill my brain

I begin to worry stree and strain

It's like I was there and I could feel her pain

I feel it's my fault how I left her screaming in vain

I could only imagine what it was like seeing her bound with tape

her hands and feet were so disform that they had no shape

the dectectives say she strangled herself with a long cape

I felt as though I knew this girl that had been tortured and raped

Around her neck was charm

it was suppose to be good luck and keep her away from harm

but instead her body was laying cold in black bag by a nearby farm

I just wish there was something I could do

besides feeling sad and blue

thinking to my self how could such a thing happen to you

why wasn't I there

when you were going through all this pain and misery to bare

You will always be apart of my heart

even though one side feels like it has been pierced with poision dart.

 

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