Heart of Ice Die Die Die

(blah. / potatoe)

Writing On These Walls

See the writing
on the wall.
It tells a story
about you and I.
See the pattern?
See the words,
see the way they blend together?
You'll tell your story
and I'll tell mine.
The writing on the wall
the writing on the wall
See the blood,
see the words.
You see the way
the world spins
'round and 'round?
We make it twirl
with the writing
on the wall.
What happens if
we just let it all fall
and wash away
the writing from these walls?
Wash away the blood
before it falls.
End this strife
before your life.
Take what you can,
give nothing back.
In God we trust.
He sent us to take the world on.

I know it's repetitive, itz more like lyrics, but do you see what these wordz really mean?

Submitted: Wednesday, July 14, 2010

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