Jun 14, 2004 11:01
"...memories seep from my veins
let me be empty,
oh, and weightless then maybe
I'll find some peace tonight.
In the arms of the angel
fly away from here
from this dark cold hotel room
and the endlessness that you feel.
you are pulled from the wreckage
of your silent reverie.
you're in the arms of the angel
may you find some comfort here."
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