So you run like a spark of evil The world like a snake My eyes cry She was beautiful like a saxophone Like a hidden flower They will never catch him God will
We are a country day The bright sun made of love He died begging with his legs off Blown away by a insane war Art the voice of paradox The tree and angel swords Slain by a labyrinth of sin
We hold each other behind locked doors\n\nJoseph Narusiewicz
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