Weeping Willows
Sing a song of ill fated love
The stagnate pools of festering pain
Reflect the lies that left your poisonous Lips
Your kiss is sweet and full of deceit
Your eyes so deep, blue shimmering in the wretched sun
Your eyes see the beauty of this place
Your Free
I see the abomination
I am bound
My soul forever to walk this land
This is our place....
...where it all ended
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