Bound in these chains
And I cant escape...
From a distance you can see the light
Shining above her head so bright...
If I could find all of the smiles from all our...
then I would put them into piles, soak them in...
Death is something
we must all do...
Body shaking ever so slightly
Blood rushing through the veins...
My scars tell a story
Of what my mouth can not...
The Killer
By Mark Spencer...
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Of loving beauty you float with grace...
Lonely and hurt,
Broken I remain...