Tormented Soul
Sunday, June 25, 2006
Some things simply cannot be overcome, some memories are simply here to stay, some parts of me will simply remain that way...
Forged from hellspawn anvil,
A mark of holy sins.
The eyes eternal vigil,
The voice silently sings.
Beneath the wails of anger,
Tormented, the echo rings.
Wherefore the price, the wager,
To mend my broken wings.
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Kitchen Cabinets
