Words as sharp as a two edged sword. Slicing deep into my heart. Ripping flesh and breaking bones. Tearing the soul apart.
Does your hate for me burn in your veins. A fire burning the deepest of places. Must you spew your vile contence, Upon every heart stained by his blood. Empty faces, Never tence. Only lost somewhere along the way. A start,To what end who can say?
Homecoming or am I just dead? Is this the begining or will it be the end? Clouds sit in my judgement. I run in my sin. As it was said. That I must relive it again.
Lost, lonely child. Divided from the truth.Promising a light on that day. Eyes wild, terror from the roof as fire spreads And oceans wash it all away. Where now shall I lay my head? Where shakll I stay?
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