With each Barbed wireLike a cold cool night that drifts into the memorya sanctuary lost in a sea of uncertainness the lonely feeling that crushes the very reason for livingthe thing that keeps you alive drips from your woundsno matter what is done the pain lingers like a dagger in your soullike the blood on a barbed wire, it is clearly seenlike the river that never stops, this guilt never endsLike a nightmare that never subsides like a heart beat that soon fades with the sound of the last breaths takena reason for living, died along with the heartachelike a cliff branched out over the ocean shore there's a way, but the loss of the meaning cl
Sta.sh
