each of us for our sins pay.
Wrong words in mouths
because till you live you sin.
But that doesn"t give you permission,
to take a shot below the belt !
It doesn"t make you win.
Everyday has an eve and fall
for the righteousness we call.
Every life has an up and down
but in the end, we only hear the moan.
Don"t you get what I scream
through pain in your dream.
Forsake and crouch forever,
change the world.
In stars your eyes will disappear,
In wind, your soul will reappear.
It doesn"t make you win.
What have you thought,
What have you done,
What have you all become ! ?
In heaven, you won"t breathe...
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gothicpoethic
22. 12.decembra 2009 16:34
Toto sa mi zatiaľ páči najviac zo všetkého, čo som od teba čítala.
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