Sweet dreams

by redxiii   Aug 16, 2011


Angels fly rivers run over with blood houses burn to the ground i lay
on the ground while warm sweet blood runs over my body spear in chest
heart ripped out is this my death why i wonder even though i wanted it
for so long is this really my sweet release nope it was only a dream

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