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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I hear an army charging upon the land
In the Secret Valley of Silence.
I have seen old ships sail like swans asleep
Beyond my window in the night.
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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 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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My life is over,
Two leaf clover,
Never been lucky,
Feeling so mucky.
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Laying still, she has awakened,
Her body, so cold, and visibly shaken.
The man, so gingerly he caresses,
On her temples, his lips he presses.
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For today, I'm still alive,
but not for long.
For now, I will survive,
it was you who was wrong.
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It drags it's teeth across my chest
to taste my beating heart,
It's fingers claw my skin; tries to
tear it's way in.
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When a dream is born in you,
Declare, 'We are the music-makers,
And we are the dreamers of dreams.'
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