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SORROW OF A WOMAN

In you I placed my destiny
Hopes, dreams, and my deepest fears,
In you I believed
I was your pillar, your rock, in awe
Of an undreamed of love

In an instant it was gone
Death of love in the dawn
Broken Hearted

The beast revealed, devouring the very essence of my soul
Time spent in the depths of hell with no control

Degraded in the rain, I turned my head and looked away,
A part of me is stripped away

Chastised and shamed, I turned my head and looked away,
A part of me is stripped away

Raped time and time again, I turned my head and looked away,
A part of me is stripped away

Tormented by the insane, I turned my head and looked away,
A part of me is stripped away
Broken Hearted

What was once beautiful is now ugly
What was once strong is now weak
What was once kind is now cruel
What was once pure is now dark
What was once love is now dead
Broken Hearted

Enter in fresh air

Fresh air and sunshine came pouring through the clouds one day,
As the barren earth scorched from the sun, absorbs life's sweet rain
I absorbed the kindness that entered my life, hunger remains
Manna sent, awakening my soul from its winters sleep
No longer shall I be held, defiled by the curse
Hell's angles mourn the victory of my release
My heart is mending

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