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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Tuesday, June 29, 2010
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