We walk these skeleton trees,
Pantomiming memories,
In a world grey and bengin,
But now its alive because you're mine,
Taste these pomegranate tears,
I'll have you once the dust has cleared,
Stay with me, we'll freeze the Earth,
I'll show you what my love is worth,
I'll see you in December,
When the ground is cold and white,
I'll fight so you'll remember,
And I'll scream with all my might.
-Sir Jestro
Monday, November 22, 2010
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