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In the midst of the aching she wakes, and holds to the stars The twinkle oh how she dears them, and the length of their time Watching them, they seem to be lasting for eternity Finally she scream “I want it to me mine” Scream! Baby Scream! Oh scream the ghostly Breath you loath Smash in the heads of hateful ones and spike them down to the floor Nail there lives in a coffin And live with them no more Buried Alive! OH NO WERE ALL BURIED ALIVE! The media thinks that they have gotten us all But one, oh yes there is but one they missed STILL IN THE FOREST OF FORGOTTEN ONES?! She kisses the high tall buildings before thei