Lone soul

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Alone I lay on this forbidded land

Wondering why i came to be

No matter how much i list and plan

It all ends up as a fantasy

The cold stone against my soles

All the life inside stolen from me

Walking in the moonlight glow

What will become of me

Will i end up as someones slave

Or simply under someones feet

No matter what becomes of me

I will always be me.

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