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...Blood on my hands... |
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I walked in the shadows 'neth an azure midnight sky |
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I walked in the shadows to abscond a life not my own |
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I walked in the night this life |
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I hate Destroy this life, this life |
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I hate return me to the womb thy crystalline will has finally shattered |
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As spring rain paints itself on the canvas of youth it's snowing still in my heart |
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Will I ride the summer winds or dance apon the crimson horizon will |
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I find paradise in hell? |
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If I go deep into the woods |
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If I go to this cabin |
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As scarlet flowers lust for the dew of morning and infants nurse on the nectar of motherhood |
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As prophets of ruin wield their swords of wisdom and battle forth towards a brighter dawn |
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Take me away from here ... |
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Falling... ... |
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Soaring... |
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If I go deep into the woods |
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If I go to this cabin |
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If I go deep into the woods |
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If I go will you follow? ... |
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Falling... ... |
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Soaring... |
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Take me away from here (This blood) on my hands to celebrate my passing |
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My soul shall bleed for eternity ...in silence... [All poetry by J. Haughm] |
