Make These Dogs Seize
melting minds like candy on the tongue liquid slumber walking time bloody hands cant
remember blessed the colors mid-november a constant screaming echo gleaming back through
the trees the dirt so rusty covered with the blood of leaves forgetting the dieing the
western disease muted crying begging pleads forgiveness god please make these dogs seize.
Copyright © Eric Sullivan | Year Posted 2009
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