~..A girl with a doll..~

It’s way too quiet without her, my dearI listen for her little voiceit's the only sound I hear
She walks around herelooking for her dolla doll that used to comfort herwhen she felt she would fall..

Sometimes she’ll laugha sound that twirlsshe is absolutely lovely and nicethis angel with golden curls
She’s afraid of spidersthey’re crawling aroundtrying to fin her little soulshe doesn’t make a sound..

Then there’s the darknessthat’s absolutely worstthe monsters they are wantingto satisfie their thirst
grabbing, drooling, mad and teeth sharp as nailsthey try to catch her innocent soulhear their loud, shredding vails

there’s tears in her eyesshe wants to run and hideshe wish there was just one chanceshe could get over to this side
I listen to her criesshe's so alone and sadwalking around in this eternal mazeshe's looking for mom and dad..

She only wanted someoneto hear her silent crybound to relive the dark, cold nightThe night she knew she’d die
She was just a little girlSo innocent and sweetBut then illness grabbed her bodyher heart stopped to beat

Her doll is all alone left it in this worldbecause it had no precious soul like this sweet, young girl
I see her little shadowI want to reach outbut only grab the thin, dark airI hear her shattering shout

Can she stop searchingcan’t she finally rest?or does she need someone to trustto guide her on her quest?
Her soul is still purenot polluted at allafter all this time I see her lightas the night starts to fall..