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Johnny Cash plays on the radio
And somewhere outside it is morning.
He’s past our world of reason and troubles,
His stomach rises and falls,
Gentle and pale,
Like an infant.
Feigning sleep, I lay
A cool hand on his belly
And think to myself
“Even villains bleed.”
- by Asmodaieffect |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 11/25/2008 |
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- Title: Even Villains Bleed
- Artist: Asmodaieffect
- Description: I seriously get like half of my ideas by waking up from a deep sleep with them in my head. I crawled out of bed in the middle of the night to write it down.
- Date: 11/25/2008
- Tags: villains bleed
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- carlisle cullen lover - 12/21/2008
- well the flow is nice. i don't get it though. but since i like that you can actualy write poetry that FLOWS i will give you 4/5
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