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From the Cradle
by SunRae ©1999 I walk the path of Thorns My feet bloodied from the scorn 
Holding onto my exposed Lifebeat I cry out, with sacrifice, I retreat
Fallen on scarred, bruised Knees Defeated from the blows, I beg Please
Stripped naked from the lash of tongue In a birth position, I huddle, you've won
Ice water runs thru veins of Steel I reach out for you, but you Don't feel
I speak to you with tear filled Eyes Pass over a mouth filled with Lies
There is no need, you can not See The tear you have created in the heart Of me 
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