silent soldier speak to me
speak to me of bloody birth
i put my ear to your paper thin walls
and i could hear your heart beat
im done feeling like i need you
so im choosing to leave you
and if i ever i believed you
i know now it's a lie.
take this with you to my grave
i am the soul you cannot save
he pulled her hair just enough to arouse himself
and she smiled, a coy and inviting grin,
this was her finest hour when her beauty was his fortress
and his strong hands were the guards at the gate.