| - Cotton Pines
Someone told me long ago About a land of cotton pines Where geese and wolves play at dawn And nightfall never comes In the horizon you could see the wings Of th... - I Am Nothing
I am a twisted pile of flesh I am hole that screams This dying light reveals me Just as I am I am a bleeding wound I am a river running dry This scorching ligh... - The End Of Days
Smell the rain and watch the sky This is what I give you Touch the skin and taste the lips This is what I have given you The sand is warm and so are you Swirl i...
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