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River, Blood, Wine

Calm down my children I'll take you to the river Under my faith it's exposed until now Pure and unrefined until now He's washed his hands in the water Turning it toblood and giving birth He takes it all Away from me But leaves his beloveds in my care Nurtured and fed they've praised me Forgetting their real father completely Then He returns to find he's a stranger Winged demon from beneath my feet I've forgotten my age and became a figure As he follows me, clocking my maturity But evading him proved too easy Now the blood has turned to sweet amber The taste blinds me like everclear At least now He won't bother me The wine has never tasted so...

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005




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