Tuesday, December 22, 2009

generations by generations

these are for all the chances that you have failed at. shake hands with your martyr and dig your own grave. we pray for forgiveness but we cant even forgive ourselves. our light is the path through the darkness. i have found the war i should of been fighting for. mother mary came to me. the virgin sky on fire. if my lungs were made of gold, and my eyes shined like emeralds, i shouldn't even be alive right now.

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