Time Will Come
Trapped inside of this dark , cold, cell
She called out to someone walking past the tea.
They can't hear her sudden cry in that little shell.
She searches trying to find the missing key.
As she sits in that horrible place.
she remembers how on the outside
it was only ribbon and lace
and the people she trusted the most, lied
Look to the future she trys to say
put all of this behind me and forget
what it is that was bothering her that day
the door might open and sunlight will call
but for now she will remember it all.
She would rather be in this dark cold cell
will she forget, only time will tell.
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