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By Marshall R. M. Hann Submitted by Blessed23 Date: 2015 Dec 15 Comment on this Work [[2015.12.15.04.39.7871]] |
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My love screams "understand. Wake up tomorrow and hopefully you'll sleep that night without regret. Or maybe you'll remember me and shiver, baby. No matter where we are the sun blinds us all, it shines on every knife that glints before it enters us, alive." My Love Screams. In Gethsemane we all bleed. (Believe, be free and come back to me) |