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Author: wickedwriter916
Fiction Rated: K+ - English - Poetry/Supernatural - Published: 03-15-06 - Updated: 03-15-06 - id:2133247

A/n: the last one and this one are songs, so I don’t think you could really get a beat in your head to them, so just make one up that sounds best to you

in a time

you will see

truth beheld

for you and me

their lies with turn

all hearts to stone

and you’ll be left

all alone

help me see

just who to believe

your lives on the line

running outta time

in death its come

that weird dream

been there more than once

ain’t as good as it may seem

horrid images fill your mind

visions, future and past

soon after then you realize

that you are the last

help you see

just who to believe

my lives on the line

sorry you’re out of time

to leave this place

of tears and strain

its time, let me go

no more anger.. no more pain

now we’re out

this struggles done

now they’re gone

taken off, into the sun

burning, torture

they’ll relive their

years of sacrifices

their wicked tribe has long since gone

they’re dead now your times up

nows too late

you’ve sealed you fate

and now your time is up

nows too late

I’ve sealed my fate

and now, my time is up.



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