blacksheepBob

Salvation

Emotions and darkness dance in my head

Reflections of life lost to time abound 

From my little brown bottle I seek my release

Flowing through my veins like a river of fire 

I long for the sweet release 

My mind turns to dreams 

The dreams turn to darkness in which I drown 

The release of my sins for but a moment I am free



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