Fallen Angel
Fallen Angel
Helpless screaming
And the world’s gone silent
As 7 lines show red on a pale skin as mine
Again
I traveled my Bloodway
A circle walked and walked again
Not to question when
Never knowing
If I should stop the shunt
Never knowing whether I’d be found
Having this backtracking hunt
In this place
I stand and rot
For those corpses
That heart the same
My denials
Are never to blame
They’d be there to take me as I crash
Making a lot of gambling cash
In a spiral I dislike and love
In the spiral of my singing dove
And for my soul that knows no more
On this violently whirling day
The red drops are added up
And the lines of love display
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| Angel13: | Zondag, april 29, 2007 13:38 |
| Prachtig geschreven, maar de moed erin houden hé! Liefs en veel sterkte Angel13 xxx |
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| Auteur: TheDarkestSide | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Sunflower | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 29 april 2007 | ||
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