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la verdad
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i got tried of arguing with BL
the daylight crept across the leaves
and shadows grasped things lost to me
i made my way across those stems
these skeletons are lost to men
my soul was crunching as i walked
and amber shades across its veins
I wept ideas, that i tossed
across the leaves, across the slain
i cried for times, for winters sake
as winter means the leaves are raked
and falling from this broken tree
in winter frost i breathe my fate
i would have turned, away from them
but tears made patterns on the leaves
and from their sorrow came a fruit
and then the leaves were raised again
its funny how things need water
and life can flow from bitter eyes
so now it seems that i weep harder
to raise my soul in winter skies
the daylight crept across the leaves
and shadows grasped things lost to me
i made my way across those stems
these skeletons are lost to men
my soul was crunching as i walked
and amber shades across its veins
I wept ideas, that i tossed
across the leaves, across the slain
i cried for times, for winters sake
as winter means the leaves are raked
and falling from this broken tree
in winter frost i breathe my fate
i would have turned, away from them
but tears made patterns on the leaves
and from their sorrow came a fruit
and then the leaves were raised again
its funny how things need water
and life can flow from bitter eyes
so now it seems that i weep harder
to raise my soul in winter skies