I won't be taken;
I've given myself all to you.
Time heals all wounds,
But I feel just way too numb.

I need to have a better way-
Broken home, I feel so alone.
Till I die, I won't be known
Unless I take away these lies.

I need to have a better way-
Broken knees, I know He's there.
Take my last breath
And keep it till I'm gone.

The fire raging still burns
Till the stars fall from the sky.
I know you may bend
But never will I break.

Be not proud, you've sent me
To a broken home on broken knees
With me left a casualty of love.
So let the dreams continue-

The suffering won't end.
Beautiful whispers and golden fields
Will never stay just to be burned
From prophecy-

So let the nightmare end,
Let the dreams continue-
The suffering won't end.
 
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