Jun 12, 2001 · Reach inside of me. Far beneath the encasing of ashes. Bleeding red. Still showing signs of life. Remove the darkness. Take me away. A Stream of Hope destroy this corrupted cell. Purification
This world was never worthyBut how can I call it the unfaithfulEvery promise was fulfilledAs decay crawled from it's throatLike the dead rising from an open graveLike the dead rising from an open graveLips of splendor, tongue of deceitAll dying now as our fragile
Sep 20, 2019 · One heart turned black, the other blue and bruised. Arms breaking, arms breaking from the dreams. Dreams shattered, the dreams that I can't reach. There has to be, there has to be a choice I have
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