Monday, August 05, 2013

Some comfort to that place

"No matter what we breed we still are made of greed"
-Demons

When the pain is out of sight
I pretend you hold me tight
My only comfort is a ghost
Of the one I loved the most

You don't say a thing
Just try and bring
Some comfort to that place
Where madness has a face

I scream and wail
And let my pain prevail
But you pull me close
The one I loved the most

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