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by Whispering*Willow(Mercedes) Mar 17, 2006 category : Dark, fantasy / unexplained
Cultured evil stains In the snow, in the rain In Satan's hell there is pain Tearing apart life that was insane. Through the door on broken glass Cut away the nightmarish past Dangerous eyes and a walk with sass We were not meant to last. Hide your face, hide your love It always comes push to shove There is no God above Just an eagle or a dove. Where ever you look it's always there Yesterday with that stupid dare And no matter what though, I care! It's true you know, it's in my stare.