With closed ears,
no-one heard the whimpers
of a lost boy defiled in the dirt.
Clammy hands
groped my squirming body
while I writhed beneath his raw power.
With closed eyes,
no-one saw his thrilled thrusts
leave the soil soaked in my hurried hurt.
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When Roots Rot
deceit drained our desire to flower
Tearful Eyes
dulled my mind and left my soul despaired
In His Embrace, I Slowly Died
where your love left me exiled
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In His Embrace, I Slowly Died
where your love left me exiled
You Blinded Me
and caressed my ache to be loved
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Tearful Eyes
dulled my mind and left my soul despaired
The Cold Chain
it gleamed silver in the muted air