A rose for blackcat
Saturday, September 22, 2007
Salvation
In your bare hands, I awake in calm
After your blood washes my hand from the
stain of mud
Then, my vision cleared, my being taken out from
the gulf of tears
Now, I could lay myself to sleep
In your arms, my misery fades away
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