Pain

by e LIZ a beth   Mar 19, 2006


The forest of pain, with creatures of the night.
Agony in the rain, that puts you in fright.

Nothing but wicked beasts, with evil that roamed the field.
on your flesh they feast, with the demented fate they sealed.

There's no where to run, theres no where to hide.
as they slaughter the sun, for your death you bide.

This forest of pain, is nothing more then its been.
the innocent is slain, in this life we live in.

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