Thursday, April 9, 2009

fOr My cOLd DarK bLAcKHeaRT



For I am a lonely child that cries inside,
Try to run but theres nowhere to hide,
I am found I have a choice to make,
With god my father of that demon snake.
Do I deserve all that god has to offer me?
Or do I let the evil depths of life take me under to the cold black sea?
I guess it's who will work for me harder
And let me know that no harm shall ever come to me
And that little girl who cries inside
With nowhere to hide.

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