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The silver light of a version moon...
Only by darkness can be shown...
How could a whit heart like my own…?
Bear living in a fabled down…
While a black snake grows in my bon…
I tie my screams for they should remain forever unknown…
In a less perfect world, I was born...
To prove that angels are never alone...
To prove that salvation will come so soon …
When our souls refuse to mourn…
Posted: 2007-08-22 13:53:21 UTC

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2010-03-11 15:04:13Convalescence
Sad, but beautiful