Darkness
On the hill sat a broken soul
Pursuing unnecessary atonement
For sins he did not hold
His own torturing mind his imprisonment
The mask that is for assurance
To hide his dismay
But beneath the surface
Tears continue to sway
Locked away he will wait
As despair conquers his facade
Till someone who has the courage
To help bring the
Sunrise
omg ibe gad to re-write thos thing milluon of rimes... hope its ok I need slerp
