The river will wash away all of the sins.
The despair that weaves in the air.
The days draw long and where are the angels now?
Their song; The river will wash away everything.
The stream flows down and follows no path.
The end is not near but only in your heart.
The river leads to the ocean that knows more suffocation.
The heart of those meek beast;
Beats no more.
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Placed in a hole, I’m waiting for a beacon to shine its light upon my hand. To look at you straight into eyes, cast down up cement memories.... -
Every summer he would send her letters. Evelyn was thrilled when they arrived. The anticipation of receiving them after the long winter woul...
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At night, the stairs of this old house creaks Whispering to me, sweet spirit sleeping soundly during the night. The shadow movements, the ...
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