[b]To the tune of "A Drop in the Ocean" by Ron Pope The Tainted Crows Feathers[/b] [i]A light in the darkness, stars up in the sky No cloudy nights ever blocked the sound of goodbye, Like a hand around my throat, nothing, no, no coat I’ll be colder than normal tonight, I’ve got love, no, no more… I don’t wanna waste no more time, your love is no longer mine, It belongs to another man, away you go… As our steps take us farther now, the heavy footfalls, forever loud, Echoing long, too late to turn back. And still some nights I can’t breathe, lost sleep and lonely dreams, You took what I always needed, from me… Surrounded by darkness, the tainted crows feathers, I’m just sitting here wondering if things could be better Like trying to find love reading through all your letters, I’ll be trying to keep myself warm, because I’m long lost, forever… Too much faith, no-show friends, No time to make amends, For the pain I feel, I feel nothing at all… And now they laugh while I smile, Never knowing, how hard I’ll, Be trying to keep the blade, from moving along… And still some nights I can’t breathe, lost sleep and lonely dreams, You took what I always needed, from me… Surrounded by darkness, the tainted crows feathers, I’m just sitting here wondering if things could be better Bleeding through cuts, the only thing that brings warmth, Never felt this, but here I go again, because I’m long lost, The end doesn’t seem far away anymore, No no, The end doesn’t seem far away But every moment I see the light, it’s gone, No no, Better end it my own wayyyyyyy Good byyyyyyyyye, good byyyyyyyyyyyye *slower tempo, quieter chorus* One chance in a million, the pure white dove feather, Someone saw what I’ve been doing, for the worse, no, the better, Now I’m lying here holding the one, we’re together, So I’ll be holding you closer than most, Because you are my… heaven.[/i]

Listen only to the sound of my voice. Let your mind relax. Let your thoughts drift. Let the bad memories fade. Let peace be upon you. Surrender yourself to your dreams. Let them wash over you like the gentle waves of the bluest ocean. Let them envelop you. Comfort you. Imagine somewhere calm. Imagine somewhere safe. Imagine yourself in a frozen forest. You're standing in a clearing. Trees around you so tall, they touch the sky. Pure white snowflakes fall all around. You can feel them melt on your skin. You are not cold. It cannot overcome the warmth of your beating heart. Can you hear it? You only have to listen. You hear it slowing? You're slowing it. You are in control. Calm. At peace. By Dawn Kør Maloth

Kool G Rap hitmans diary. Beauty I dare not destroy

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