Flawless was the sky
Stained by blood
A rise in the war fields
A smile among hate
A child born of darkness
But eyes of innocence
Pulled closer to the pain
I was wrapped in my own cocoon
So beaten on the inside
Soul ridden
Twinkling light held above my head
Cry blood
Sticks scrape my skin
Rocks break my bone
Words slice my neck
One scream to echo
No one can feel my pain
I must bare it alone
Carting this weight on my back
I mustn't fall
No wings to beat
No way of escape
I hang my head mournfully
String to bow
My song plays
But my soul
Lost its
Way
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Dec 2, 2012
Dec 2, 2012 at 12:04 AM UTC
Flawless was the sky
Stained by blood
A rise in the war fields
A smile among hate
A child born of darkness
But eyes of innocence
Pulled closer to the pain
I was wrapped in my own cocoon
So beaten on the inside
Soul ridden
Twinkling light held above my head
Cry blood
Sticks scrape my skin
Rocks break my bone
Words slice my neck
One scream to echo
No one can feel my pain
I must bare it alone
Carting this weight on my back
I mustn't fall
No wings to beat
No way of escape
I hang my head mournfully
String to bow
My song plays
But my soul
Lost its
Way
Home
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