No loss for us, a day no sin.
Looking through, that tinted glass.
No war zone here, our lives were sheer.
Breaking in we see, the torn up pieces: we.
The cracked inside, the cracked inside, the cracked inside.
The darkest minds we show, the wasted of our souls.
A creed begins our needs. I Breathe.
I breathe for you now yet you seek to the dark infested home of my kind, look inside past the guarded walls of hope.

SUBMIT CORRECTIONS