Pulled so far away through a path so steep.
So sweet she couldn't stay, cried herself to sleep.
So brave, she waits.
Arms spread to meet her fate, "don't be afraid."
Faint as whispers flow, as she starts to wake.
Stirred inside this scene, so warm is her weep.
So soft, his touch.
Nothing could feel this strange, he sets his stage.
Black thoughts do, chance charms through two.
But, she will never know.
They just work to make, all her fun not right.
Tell the darkest lies, and plan her demise.
They sway her fears
And, break her world devine, "see what you'll find."
Black thoughts do, chance charms through two.
What if what she sees will seem to shine so bright.
Touches deep inside, then goes away
It goes away.
She waits for night to show her lover light
But, she was not right.
Black thoughts do, chance charms through two.
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