darkness sets into the mind and we fathom the injustice done to oneself, upon calculation the brain deciphers it into u being set upon a shelf, leaving the nights call to those who only know wrong, i inject myself into a slumber in which i do not belong, if time heals all wounds and things right themselves without the hands of a man, then id be one who strives to craft such with the uprising of a band, my lifeline is stricken and my strength has withered away, but once the day comes ill be revived and ready thru my prayers...
Posted on: Wed, 30 Apr 2014 02:48:09 +0000
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