Oh dear it would seem
A sacrificial lamb is needed
For the crown of thorns
Are ready and beaded
Now to find an innocent and pure
One whom has proven
Their worthiness and is sure
She’ll lay down her life
Her soul and her innocence
To wash him a clean of his
Follies and sins
She’s ready and waiting
By the window in white
Just whisper her name
Into the Night
Ghost words of the imaginings 
hear us
appear
to be
amen
thus it maybe~
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I really like this one a lot. There is much deep meaning in it
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