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where the stones fall
The weigh-station of life,
Sin against Saint
An endless sentence
No time for red tape
One for one, two for three
And tenfold for those,
Whom left them to bleed
The last of the stones fall on the plate
No corner to run to or place to escape.
The scale softly teeters unsure of its place
A vacant expression on a pale little face
They finally settle upon solution of fate
To walk through or fall in front of the gate
breath taking good
awsome title
Much Love
Ashley
"One for one, two for three
And tenfold for those,
Whom left them to bleed"
I love this part and all that comes afterward.
And you think my writings good? I have a feeling that that may be one thing we will never agree on.
nikki
Nicole.J.Burgesss