The dark colors of crimson

by Sadie bishop   Oct 23, 2006


This long December
I called for the forgotten
but no one came, no one came
I cryed for help
but no one listened no one listened.
my pain depthends my heart rises
my love sinks beneath the sands body
never to be risen from the depths of hell
my life is gone for ever
i prayed to something that didn't exist
i hope for sumthing that only drugs my mind
0lonley warmth to the blade
blood drops to the melting snow

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