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Dreams lie shattered shards endure now the wraithsHer mind possess like shells of precious flowersDried out and hung with loveMaking eyes into frozen temples that stale you in her gazeSo pale, so cold, so beautiful if not clinically insaneNow the decades pass unanswered and she prays with silent lipsSometimes she talks to angels when she has her little fitsBut you must believe in somethingSometimes that somethings realSometimes our motivations are tied up in what we feelSo elegant her poetry falls from her pallid lipsShe slows like icy roadways when the wheels start to slipAnd if her course lays waste to this awayA prayer to your designHer minions shall dance your dreaming eyes and sing her fragile rhymesAve Maria,Just give us somethingBut it's lost on deafened earsAve mariajust give us something to ears that cannot hear (x2)Ave MariaJust give us somethingBut it's lost on deafened earsAve MariaIf god is speaking she's the only one who hears From Letras Mania