i hear your voice on the wind and i hear you call out my name listen my child you say to me i am the voice your history be not afraid come fallow me awnser my calls and ill set you free
i am the voice of the wind and the pouring rain i am the voice of your hunger and pain i am the voice i will remain
i am the voice when in the feilds when the summers gone dance of the leaves when the atum wind blows ne'er do i sleep through out the whole winter iam the voice that in sring time will grow
i am the voice of the past that will always be filled with my sorrow and blood on my fields i am the voice of the futer bring me your peace bring me your peace and my wounds they will heal
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a cage
where am i ? im in a cage. filled with pain depression and sorrow.where am i going? where am i gonna go? i need help . but then she came Alison Drozd and saved me from that cage and cutting .she saved me
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