A New Woman

wash the blood from wrong

Wash the blood from my hands.
Can you not see i been going crazy since you gone.
no trace only blood and knives.
I thought my soul had left me forever.
I knew you had no return.
The truth split fire and it did burn.
I could turn...
to no, nobody.
What's the thread running through the heritage of man?
So why these genetics conditions got to be similar, when so many others so alike others assume you're all the same and you got to say it too.
Then you begin to agree with it indeed.
How can I justify?
This is a strange twisting fate.
if I close my eyes to the wild side of life, too silent nature, nothing expects to be seen this way.
So i couldn't say.
Take this pain from my heart.
Wash this blood off my hands.
What happened to us.
Thou thy upon soul and sun i wish we were back together once again.


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