Forsaken

by zane   May 7, 2006


I don\'t want to be seen.
I don't want to be heard.
This nightmare of a war.
I just want it to be done.

So let me stay unseen.
Let me stay unheard.
This dark forsaken dream.
Becomes a dark forsaken war.

This dark forsaken war.
Starts to tear.
To tear me it wants.
To tear me it does.

So someone come and save me.
From this dark forsaken dream.
Of an evil forsaken war.

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