Time turns wounds into scars
smoothing over the pain
to assuage the injury
because it hurts too much to face it everyday
the injustice
the lies
the promises brokeni wish that wound had never healed,
i wish the earth had opened up and
swallowed it whole,
leaving nothing in its wake
no broken people
no upheaved livesand now i'm filled with so much rage
so much hate
so much fury
i grieve for a past i'll never know
the blood in my veins
is as black as death
it's as black as death...i wish that wound had never healed,
i wish the earth had opened up
the blood in my veins
is as black as death-WRITTEN FOR ME BY SARA NOT HELP HIMQUALITY HANDMADE ETHNIC ADORNMENT A MUST HAVE FOR ANY CAVEMAN
