Our remnants cling desperately to that tree To see one more winter turn into spring Scars cling to life that once killed me Never quite gone, it's always just fading Carve
Our remnants cling desperately to that tree To see one more winter turn into spring Scars cling to life that once killed me Never quite gone, it's always just fading Carve
Welcome to my mind. Watch the first step, it's a doozy.
Know ye that the Lord he is God: it is he that hath made us, and not we ourselves; we are his people, and the sheep of his pasture. -Psalms 100:3
"I saw the Angel in the marble, and carved until I set him free"
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