Walk on By, Walk on Me, The Pianist Prophecy

Zao

your tongue pierced my fragile heart careless words are daggers thrown unaware unapproachable unwilling silence from a sounding voice you entwine praise with curses your words burn like hell itself silence from a sounding voice all this by the tongue created your words become hell itself i lay bleeding in the flames the tongue creates it tongue...






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