Thursday, 17 May 2007

the limbo children







I am the dust in your mouth
I am the worms that lick your bones
I am the ash in your heart
I am the thought that always burns.

Limbo children
Lost little souls

I am the incense in your halls
I am the morals on your walls
I am the crucifix that hangs
I am the reclamation that damns.




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