Guest guest Posted September 26, 2004 Report Share Posted September 26, 2004 Vaseline hole sucks me down deep nothing to grab onto no safezone no homebase no place to relax... Such is the fate of Christ's soul multiplied (again and again) like cell division like crystal wall matrixes. Salt walls. Ease the pain like mind sufferers. This cut runs so deep it touches you... I can't know you (like this) But it's you (again and again) I have a prayer. You know it too... You sing it with me. What's a lost soul to do...? We pray. We summon. We ask. We plead. We ask for ourSelf (over and over) This viscous circle, mindgame is a dream We deserve better We deserve one. I've played every role there is to play and this is the conclusion that I've come to... (peace) Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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