Comments about Samantha Viles
The Stolen Child
I was happy and free once upon a time
But now all I see is a great big line
A line that separated me and my life
Like a cake being cut with a cold knife
It can never be mended or put back together
Just sitting by its self, now and forever.
That’s how it felt losing all that I had
Losing it all over something terribly bad
Losing my home, losing my friends
I think about that now, until the day ends
Being taken to a place I had never been before
Opening up a really dark door
A door that lead to another world
A world of sadness, sorrow and nothing...