Stones be thrown
But they'll never own
My deep passionate sometimes broken soul
For words are my strong point
I have been lurking in my past
To see my eyes waking up at last
To now know it's not worth
Lying to me anymore
They're not there
Even if I ask here and there
You'll never know where
Find the answer until it stands
Infront of you to stare
With honest words
And lovely truths
As beautiful as it sounds
Beulah's heart still hurts
From stones and sticks
And broken bricks
For the foundation was crooked
And she was hooked
On some or other drug
With the name manipulation
With no inspiration
To set her soul free
Tied to the works
Of the wrong witch's curse
But at long last it got a remedy
Suited to break her nasty
Words, stabbing her in her back
So at long last there is no more lack
In peace
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