My own savior

Old stuff

Bleed into your palm
Repeat your favorite psalm
Lay that crown upon your head
And cry

Squeeze your hands
And blood flows faster
Drain your life
And die

Leave on earth
Your memories
Of all your friends
And sigh

Breath your last breath
Cry your last tear
Glance up your head
And sky

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