It mite help me

Jalso

HELP me!

Get the one!

Bring it to me!

Free the anger, and help me!

Forgive the innocent!

Take the fear and strangle it again!

 

It… mite…help… me.

 

Take it.

Take it away from me.

I can’t see anymore

You’re clever and slick.

But I’m the one who knows you.

I’m eating my way.

I’m feeling the ground.

 

It… mite…help… me.

 

Change me!

Help me to,

Find… find…

Find it! Help me!

Get what I came for!

Take the fear and strangle it again!

 

IT MITE HELP ME!

 

HELP me!

Get the one!

Bring it to me!

Free the anger, and help me!

Forgive the innocent!

Take the fear and strangle it again!

 

Your strange, then free it now!

Haha give in!

Haha give in now!

Bow to me!

 

Fear me and watch the pain!

Fear me and feel the pain!

Fear me and follow my path!

Take the fear and strangle it again!

 

It… mite…help… me.

It… mite…help… me.

  • Author: Jalso (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 18th, 2011 13:14
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 30
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  • Cheeky Missy

    Fascinating.....very. The tormented soul crying in vain for deliverance and mocking the helpless helpers because none can deliver....except the Lord.



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