Imported on Jun 5, 2009
Five Years
I almost cannot remember
the sound of your voice or your height
there is not enough silence; there is far too much silence
This is thin ice, these skies are not blue
I do not like guns, especially the kind you used
and I've yet to appraise the damage done
from the curse placed on you that you passed on
the sound of your voice or your height
there is not enough silence; there is far too much silence
This is thin ice, these skies are not blue
I do not like guns, especially the kind you used
and I've yet to appraise the damage done
from the curse placed on you that you passed on
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