Weather I go unnoticed
Or open arms unto the public
Fear, oh soothing white grasp
Gleams hopeful to unclear me
Less we had cried,
Damnation spoke along the way
"Trail off, trail off;
Fears cloak shades life from reach to you;
Though worry lame
Is keen for hearts so hardened;
My fractured child,
Drain your soul and I will stay..."
...Burn my omens whisper,
Burn as I face the day
Apr 7, 2014
Apr 7, 2014 at 3:48 PM UTC
Weather I go unnoticed
Or open arms unto the public
Fear, oh soothing white grasp
Gleams hopeful to unclear me
Less we had cried,
Damnation spoke along the way
"Trail off, trail off;
Fears cloak shades life from reach to you;
Though worry lame
Is keen for hearts so hardened;
My fractured child,
Drain your soul and I will stay..."
...Burn my omens whisper,
Burn as I face the day
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