It was all gray shattering over the meadows,
She was thinking the sun would come tearing the souls
I believed in her, until i found out she's nomore
Breathtaking hazards took place and i think so...
Maybe she's alive, maybe she's not!
It's not alright,
Its not even close
So i looked back on her life,
and i came to know..
She's taking breaths, but with a
numbed soul
Her past experiences made her so,
i still wander
Maybe she's alive, maybe she's not!
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We don't the answers if she is or not, but I hope you soon find out. Good luck