Jesus tears are tearin down
The roof of a battered hell
The rivers eyes, ain’t full of lies
Baby, I know you can’t tell
The dead flowers I picked
For you were stuck
To limbs I ate and shelled
The blood flock hides
In a warm disguise
Burrowed in my bones
Sunday, January 23, 2011
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