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Night of the cannelbrae:

my unforgivin sin...

my undenying truth...

i die on my graceful stand...

and wonder...whats the use...

on the night of the cannelbrea....

first  thought of an early grave...

yet soon changed on the alter...

as thy lover sought her tears of today....

 

Loving you is the world to me:

you were my sunshine
darkened at first seems

moment we soon touched lips...
you turned, into my soon never forgotten everything...

afraid of harsh pains...
i burrowed my heart in shame...

and every second living without u...
buries me in a pit of flames...

you probly will never know...
or think what i say is a lie...

but loving you is the world to me...
and for you...i will die...

Morbid blood of thee sinner:

slitful wrist...

with a blade waist cane...

blood from a sinner,

from tis, i would claim

the blood of another who slottered thoughs...

as thy daughters eye lids closed...

never again shall i suffer through pain...

your sinners blood is all thats in my brain...

morbid it seems...your lifes been caught...

and destined to die in a war that was never fought

                               

 

a few more days til i return to my born county of cobb!!!! so shit .....throw a fuckin party!!! draw a star on the floor!!! slit my wrist, and everyone drink from my vein!!!