All Hope Lost
Red river, red river
Runs thinner, runs thinner
Scrapes and scratches
Lead to silence
As your heart
Collapses
Black coffin, black coffin
Soothe, Soften, Soothe, Soften
When nobody listens,
The gray grave glistens
Copyright © Tristine Thomas | Year Posted 2015
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