I don't wanna live like this
I just wanna let you know;
That everything I hold on
Is everything I can't let go.
Thursday, July 8, 2010
Red is The Color of Sin
blood spilt is sin crimson splashes stain the floor. marks of offense; unerasable, invisible, but there. guilty consciences become part of Lady Macbeth's ordeal.
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