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Her path was clear and filled with light,
Her thoughts were pure and ever right,
Her love secure and passion bright,
Her faith a beacon through the night.

She dreamt of life in other lands,
She wished for more than empty sands,
She looked for hope in other's hands,
She found nothing but broken strands.

Her heart now cold as falling snow,
Her love crushed like the grass below,
Her soul turned frozen long ago,
Her smile now simply there for show.
Here I am,
In the middle of the grey ocean.
The tears of angels dancing on the  broken surface.
Angels crying, crying for us?
Pfft, yeah right.
Earth.

God,
Poor Earth.
We've destroyed hope,
And along the way I believe,
We've destroyed humanity,
Or maybe just humans,
I really don't know,
Maybe Im just
Destroyed.
I am a fighter.
I will not go quietly.
You will hear my voice.
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