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by Laura Ash   Sep 3, 2007


December 17, 2006 BG

Black of soul, stone of heart
Hundreds of hands thear these apart
Scars of my past, ghosts of me now
We've made forever a broken vow
Blood of tears, soul of hell
There's too much to even tell
Roar of pain, sound of a gun
Don't stop now the pain has just begun

Sorry, too lazy to think of a title

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