Silver rings and magic things your children should not know.
Evil deeds are rotten seeds, the kind that never grow.
You put in the ground you know what you will become.
I tell you son.
She traded life for happiness with no regrets at all.
Left to rot in emptiness it left her feeling small. It left her nothing there at all except something she despised.
See it in her.
She fell in love with your eyes.
She's not a sinner.
Writer(s): Anton A Newcombe
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