Pain is a name I carry
Easy I bury
A grave to save me,a
Death did not hold you,
Death did not define you,
Chalk on the pavement,
Outline of me,
Dead I would be,
More, if I knew you more,
A deep work
A deep spirit
A deep conversion,
A world of perversion,
Crimes has these eyes committed,
And sin requited,
With you I live again,
I revive within
THE RUCKUS JOURNAL
Louder Now
