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just something i wrote
2007-01-09 21:10:01
As the blade has its stings
and we continue to fly on broken wings
never seeing how it could be
Finding a way to see past
the obvious lack of contrast
we can see how we mix with hell
hoping to once hear a divine bell
coming from a differant angel
We've been lost from the light , ready to die
Praying for change ,as my blood runs dry
opening wings as invite , never finding a reply
Having faith as we lie here
is somehow so sincere
Because of our only choice
to call out in this pain filled voice
But as I decieve
I can't help but believe
That you'll end up moving along
as I stay in cold for all thats wrong
We've been lost from the light , ready to die
Praying for change ,as my blood runs dry
opening wings as invite , never finding a reply
As you move along to brighter weather
and change to a brighter shade of feather
I'm consumed by the totures of betrayal
fully knowing that saving me can only fail
And you move along to being a differant kind of angel
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