Natasha Foster

Alone is what she's used to,
Alone is what she knows.
Alone, not having much to do,
Alone is how she goes.
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It was long ago when He and She
lived in this Kingdom by the Sea,
But He left it to me,
And gracious, I'll be
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Though she was known as Sky,
She became God's newest star today.
She rests peacefully on high,
But not much can keep the pain at bay.
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This is the end of him,
Here he lies;
My greatest love, my greatest enemy.
Out of the night that covers me,
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God dreamed a man,
A beautiful beast of a man.
Beyond my window in the night,
He calls my name,
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Walking down the trail,
Snow falling, freezing the world.
I can see my breath,
It's being taken from me.
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The bright, yellow, early sun,
Shines down on the grass.
The morning dew,
Sparkles like white diamonds,
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When I have no choice,
It's not my fault.
Everybody's a critic,
Never forgive, never forget.
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Over by the mystic falls yonder,
Where beneath the weeping willows she wonders.
Where the wind is a whisper,
She never has a nightmare.
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They were only ten when they were taken,
In a new home the did awaken.
Held for four years, he escaped,
Four more years, her heart ached.
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Lift me up, I will fall,
Let me die, no reason why
I should live, feeling so small.
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'Twas at the lake where she was born,
'Twas at the lake where they did meet.
'Twas at the lake where she did mourn,
'Twas at the lake her heart did beat.
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I watched The Eagle soar
to the mountains where the
moon hides,
As the family burdens I bore
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There must be some way back
To the place I know best;
But the picture's going black,
I must be laid to rest.
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The 15th of April, every year
Brings to my eye, a single tear.
For none are as honest as he,
No, not one from what I see.
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Fall asleep crying,
Pass out drunk.
Keep on lying,
They call me 'Punk.'
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Eyes more treacherous than the sea,
Why are you so in love with me?
In the eyes of cool, lonely death,
I tried to catch my breath.
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I see red; someone's dead.
I hear screaming; not believing.
I feel possessed, it's in my chest;
Slowly spread into my head.
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I'm trapped by three stone walls,
A locked iron door;
I hear him walking down the halls,
I'm buried beneath the ground floor.
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The Lady of the Lake
Is my guardian angel now,
And my soul shall never break,
For the Lady of the Lake watches over me now.
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