skyborn. His hands are strong, Maker Of All. We attached to His every work. How could they be so dead not to love this. How could they love greed and
been so long since I've been here. It's time to come back again. It's time to make correction. Slain to the past. Recovery (ressurect me) undeserving. You love me still. You're love, I love
. If love was born to die. Then I've buried him six feet under. If love was born to die then I've buried him six feet under. If love was a child, then
t turn away or blink. My love for you is a prison, my devotion is sealed away to tight. My mission won't fail. I will not look astray.My love for you
I bleed arn't heard. So that the blood speak is unattainable. Let's sit down and talk about you and I. You were a child and I was one also. But when