Trembling hands grip 'round relief,
White gives way to crimson streams.
Lonely heart, so filled with grief,
Overcome your stifled screams.
Hold your blade, look up and see--
A world of love wants you set free.
May 30, 2011
May 30, 2011 at 9:19 AM UTC
Trembling hands grip 'round relief,
White gives way to crimson streams.
Lonely heart, so filled with grief,
Overcome your stifled screams.
Hold your blade, look up and see--
A world of love wants you set free.
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