Fri, 02/13/2015 - 22:48 -- arkynox

The wind will blow away my sin
Copper devils wait in the tall grass
I walk on doves feet across the clouds
Fallow my feelings little fish
Sing about rain
I sometimes wish I was a monster
Then I would not have to hide my rage

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