Hot Cross Consonants Letras:
Dancing crazed and forgotten; six halls one heart.
One million ways to hold onto silhouttes. Ignored
by tattered lips, broken calls. It's like you've
run out on yourself. Split between death, good
fortune and a staggering breath. A broken key for
a faulty lock. A fevered pray for a dying flock.
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Like consonants without vowels. Jagged tongue wag,
incessant stones passed- other hours merely
forgotten. It is with a dream and a heart that we
proceed. Not a thought to leave not another
lifetime we need. And though we may look behind;
this visions seductive glance, we will pick up our
pride and loosen our impenetrable stance.
Letras: Consonants Hot Cross [final]