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BaBy BrAt'S ToWeR








In my tower I sit
Awating the day
for my soul to be set free
I sit in bitter darkness
watching my heart grow colder
My eyes stare apon the steel faces
of people I thought I once knew
I long for the touch
of a caring hand
A hand that will turn the steel faces
into faces that I loved

By:Velvet



I will survive