Him

Member since 2009 · Posted 21 May 2009 · 1 comment

A time to cry A time to share The heart & soul so empty So bare Come now come all To the enchanted ball We dress in mosque though when it turns dusk He comes cloaked in darkness Glistening scythe in hand Oh the power which to harness He turns to you He turns he swings Its done your gone Feeling weightless now... Look wings!! Come now come all To the enchanted ball

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