December 24, 2007
Page 21 Book 1: Betrayal Blues
Last night I saw amidst the square
A bloodied man whose eyes did stare.
His eyes had gone from there today.
How I wish his mind would stay.
Last night I saw amidst the square
A bloodied man whose eyes did stare.
His eyes had gone from there today.
How I wish his mind would stay.
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