Flawed

Mon, 01/11/2016 - 22:20 -- song121

Into the Wintry World I walk,

And see the blood in shock.

Lie there twice in the moon

Never there thrice in the tune.

 

You were always there for me.

Now you are gone with the fee.

You lie in the burning brutal blood

And I'm sorry, we the humans are flawed.

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