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Weightlight III (Empyreal)
Contributed by
xnoybis
on
Thursday, 21st August 2008 @ 09:29:23 PM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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Come forward to The brink of tears And unload on me All of your fears
And I will mirror Everything you've said In understanding Until we've both bled
And take you under My broken wings Until the sun has Risen to find Us both safe again For the moment
If we could only Escape this moment
Tell me about Your broken brother Your fruitlessness Your hopelessly lost mother The dead father
Let me breath in Your Weightlight And exhale care This filter is suffering From lack of air
My brother, my buddy So much that I want to save you Like I want to save me
But your doomsday seer That you keep inside Is combining with mine To fill my eyes
I'd tell you in person But I don't want to be The Deathblow I guess I'm still More alive than I Like to show
Myself.
Copyright ©
xnoybis
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2008-08-21 21:29:23] (Date/Time posted on
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