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| ... my heart , heavy
by o0oskidelzo0o at 10/28/2009 5:45:46 PM
The air is thick as the sun begins to weep ,
The blood red moon has risen.
Not a sound is heard in this stillness ,
still I try to breathe.
Clenching to the past , the fiber of my soul
I can not hold on...
Lost in my own reflection I am haunted.
Who is this person looking back at me?
I am not quite sure ....
Shadows on the wall , Shadows all around me
The demons creeping in , they are all mine.
I can not find peace , in this restless night air.
I am lost in innocence , bathed in blood....
The doves don't sing for me , I am slipping...
Slipping further and further from myself.
You can not save me ....
I am my own destruction, I can't find my way.
The blood red moon has risen.
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