Untamed
"...her thoughts are but a whisper, a wind can not embrace
Nothing but a sentence, her heart don't want to face
Words and thoughts forbidden, hidden with taboo
Pathetic ways to acknowledge, to know selfcentered "you"
She's been prisioned with emotions, and yet she do stand tall
With every heartbeat echoing, and have no tears to fall
But soon she must put up a challenge, to walk highheaded from her fear
To look at it carelessly, and manage it to bear
But she don't know how to conquere it, don't know the road "get out"
No one seem to understand, she's trying to figure what it's all about
And her thoughts keeps teering her, a little every day
She rather just pretend to forget, and keep hoping she can stay..."
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