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Tortured Soul

Tortured Soul

As I sit alone in the silver night mist
I know not a better night than this,
In silence I wonder and looks to the seas
As I faintly hear the yelling and familiar pleas

I hear the cry of those ancient creatures
Silent silhouettes...with those haunting features,
In the silence I wonder and look to the seas
As I hear the yelling and familiar pleas.

I turn to flea, from the deadly cloud
I loose all pride, I am not proud,
And In the silence I wonder and look to the seas
For I've heard the yelling and familiar pleas.

I see what I've done, and who I have hurt
I cannot run from this world, I cannot desert,
But in the silence I wonder and look to the seas
For now I listen to the yelling and familiar pleas.

All I have lost and more I have gained
The true test of love has been tolerance of pain,
So in the silence I wonder and look to the seas
For now I know the yelling and the familiar pleas.

Copyright ©2001 SSSerpent Gem

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