The moon gleams a Halloween orange,
as Jesus' cross is wiped of his murderous blood.
I lived a life of lies until you told me the truth.
The light dies until you hold the youth, of me.
I stroll down empty streets and pray for change.
Is it so strange to hear voices of people I don't know?
Is it out of range to want some control?
Toxic green skin peels release and I change from the inside- out.
I awake to the sound of nothing.
Redeeming myself on this ground for nothing.
Trade my life for something will not be happening.
Forgive me? Help me?
Will this sickness be mine?
Yes it will.
Please tell me what you think
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Oh so sad and deep, the everyday pain of yours, like me too, lost inside whenever this ache hits us, longign for comfort so much...
I hope you have a good day today my angel and feeling well too,
Chino moreno
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huhh
ehh are you christian or somthing
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