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by Arthur Mar 3, 2010 category : Sadness, depression / other
Rain falls up from above the shattered skies. Blood falls upon that stone where for eternity it rested Torn Apart, worn out I walk the same path stars guild my way to my stone armed with my hate but redemption strong while shots of horror pass no sanctuary, no stone. Torn Apart, worn out I walk the same path stars guild my way to my stone Never found But never lost. Rain stopped and stone is gone.