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Damn Deal Donn
Contributed by
ArdRi79
on
Thursday, 8th December 2011 @ 05:50:28 AM in AEST
Topic:
ChristianPoetry
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Damn Deal Donn
Oh god of the dead Im tired of being dyed red From toenail and teeth right to the tips of my hair
Anger the salve soothes my sad soul Anger the song that sings from my scalded heart
Angry survival an Iron sword that hacks at my flesh Angry as the carrion crows that will carry me to you after my death.
Damn the deal Donn and sod the salve Id rather hurt and heal then live in hell.
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2011-12-08 05:50:28] (Date/Time posted on
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