She walks through the valley
Where dreams were born
Talking to herself
Her anger begins to form

She knows what she did
And how it could be corrected
But everytime she tries
She only gets rejected

She loves to be alone
Alone in here room
Maybe one day
That will be her tomb

She has looked to God
All of her life
But now she's got something more
She's got her knife

The one that takes away her pain
Every single day
But now she is lying on her bed
Im sorry it had to end this way
 
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