*dusty waste basket revival
They do not dare . . .
disturbed
Open hard locked doors
It will crack the world
Her
Pulse
Her . . . . Life
Forgiven Bastard!
Dont you dare
Leave the cold cold.
Forever!
The trampled flower still lives
Still breathing
Still bleeding
Still
Take my hand small one
Take my hand please
It will wash off
Its ok
You are not gone, only broken
Still . . . . Ssshhh
You see? They are there
Your wings ~
Only broken
We can tend and mend,
And you will fly
Once again
It will wash off
You will see
It is NOT just ice
Take my hand
The damage dealer is gone
No more, its over
Take my
Heart. ~
The light has made us a promise,
It will wash away
Hide no longer
Take my hand
And . . .
Scream mighty one,
Scream!
I will hear you, I will catch your blood.
I see . . .
You ~
Laced Love Tapestry