This was origanally writen to be a song but hey i like it.
So cold and beautifully pale,
Take my hand
and lead me down to hell.
Blood rushing through my vains,
Calls out my name.
Carry me forth in through thee,
And bring warmth back into me.
Swimming through the black,
She showed me the way,
Showed me the price
that i have to pay.
What am i?
Blood rushing through my vains,
Calls out my name.
Carry me forth in through thee,
Just help bring warmth back into me.
Death brought me a new life,
Full of beauty and the night,
Flowing through me,
To stay young forever.
Swimming through my blood,
it calls out my name,
Carry me forth through thee,
You will help bring warmth back into me.
What am i?
Blood rushing through my vains,
Calls out my name.
Carry me forth in through thee,
And bring warmth back into me,
And let It call my name.
Poetry by Miranda
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Written on 2006-10-31 at 04:30
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It Calls my Name
There he was,So cold and beautifully pale,
Take my hand
and lead me down to hell.
Blood rushing through my vains,
Calls out my name.
Carry me forth in through thee,
And bring warmth back into me.
Swimming through the black,
She showed me the way,
Showed me the price
that i have to pay.
What am i?
Blood rushing through my vains,
Calls out my name.
Carry me forth in through thee,
Just help bring warmth back into me.
Death brought me a new life,
Full of beauty and the night,
Flowing through me,
To stay young forever.
Swimming through my blood,
it calls out my name,
Carry me forth through thee,
You will help bring warmth back into me.
What am i?
Blood rushing through my vains,
Calls out my name.
Carry me forth in through thee,
And bring warmth back into me,
And let It call my name.
Poetry by Miranda
Read 627 times
Written on 2006-10-31 at 04:30
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