The mind is hidden,
Where shadows remain.
Blood is spilled,
Leaving a dark stain.
For the heart,
It can sometimes die.
And tears will fall,
That will never dry.
I am ******
With both future and past.
To be never forgiven,
For the things I have cast.
Oct 18, 2011
Oct 18, 2011 at 10:32 AM UTC
The mind is hidden,
Where shadows remain.
Blood is spilled,
Leaving a dark stain.
For the heart,
It can sometimes die.
And tears will fall,
That will never dry.
I am ******
With both future and past.
To be never forgiven,
For the things I have cast.
