Video about nothing special
Posted on: November 23, 2006 user submitted | Views: | Comment
The Sacrifice of night and day to be oneself against the door a ghost aghast a man of mist a somber shape thrown on the floor. My memory is full of holes i have been hollering in my dreams what should redeem the vacuity of being dead and still alive. I rise again from my own grave my shadow stapled to my back and the disgrace of being made of ashes gray and black. I should see you in paradise we should forget that we were here made up with flesh in the disguise of being born from our own selves.
