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i cried in your sorrow
it was colored red
my tears bared a burden
blood tinting those strands
the pigmentation of my love.
pelo rojo
carry my heart
a love bearer
in the ends of all time.
i held in the pain
in hopes you wouldnt see me
as i curled outside and looked into the moon
it's clouds much like my hair
bloody and sad.
shh
just carry my heart
a love bearer
in the ends of all time.
you promised to follow
the end of the earth is near
just kiss me once
red lips and a black tongue
passing my ruined disease along.
it was colored red
my tears bared a burden
blood tinting those strands
the pigmentation of my love.
pelo rojo
carry my heart
a love bearer
in the ends of all time.
i held in the pain
in hopes you wouldnt see me
as i curled outside and looked into the moon
it's clouds much like my hair
bloody and sad.
shh
just carry my heart
a love bearer
in the ends of all time.
you promised to follow
the end of the earth is near
just kiss me once
red lips and a black tongue
passing my ruined disease along.
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why am i even here? what am i doing?
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it's crap. read; comment.. or nothing at all. i don't care
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it's crap. read; comment.. or nothing at all. i don't care
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i certainly disagree with your opinion that it's crap.
it is mournful and soulstirring. i don't know if it feels right to say 'i like it' ... but i was moved.
-- dj
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Live. And write. With great haste.
Ray Bradbury
it is mournful and soulstirring. i don't know if it feels right to say 'i like it' ... but i was moved.
-- dj
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Live. And write. With great haste.
Ray Bradbury