Gallery of Pain: Blood Red Silence by Alice
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Alice
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Like color to a blind man
So is my life Meaningless Absence of everything of worth Death in the spiritual was the beginning Death in the physical is only the finale I try to speak of this pain But silence pervades my every thought Even those empty words I do utter Only mirror the pain still deeper The Lord is with my soul Yet my soul resides far from me The redness of my blood shows I am still here Not alive My heart may beat but without my soul I am meaningless Meaningless meaningless... everything is meaningless |
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