Confronting The Malice Tongue

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By Loneliness is condescending •

Broken lungs to breath your tales of Blameless Lies Happy endings where darkness Dies A childhood of lifetimes shifting through the sand To find a promise clutched with in your hand Blameless Lies to set our worlds apart With Grace to die upon our Lips To spare the LIFE we brought around A promise dead with in your hand We always needed more then Blameless Lies that set the pillars of our time Where sickness set around Too grow and Die Dismantle things we couldn’t change LIFE of yours has died within that promise

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March 6, 2006 15:56lost the lonely dead

cool let me know when you get the rest of it up here i'll be sure to read it

October 16, 2006 19:42Faith

I like it... the imagery is the best part.