Saturday 9 June 2007 photo 1/1
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A darken sky This day hereafter dies Falls swiftly into night And stays within my sight Staring at the knife Oh God, how ease it was to sacrifice My life, to have Her with me No more a victim of a crusade Where souls are strung from a moral palisade I slit my wrists and quickly slip away... I journey now on jewelled sands Beneath a moon to Summerlands To grace Her lips with contraband The blaze once in my veins
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