Tuesday, June 12, 2012

Take it

Now I lay me down to sleep.
Here is my soul for you to keep.
 For I will die, and never wake.
 Here in my hands for you to take, my bleeding heart upon a plate.
 Slowly beating, quickly breaking, the same old thing to keep it aching.
 So now I lay me down to sleep, here is my soul for you to keep.
 For I will die and never wake, and give you now..my soul to take.

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