The right of passage.
4/29/08 10:23 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
alasanonI've grown sour flowers to go with my bricks
Burned all my white candles black at the wicks
Waited at the corner for the lights to go red
Snuffed out the flames and buried my dead
Still I am silent, unrepentant and glad
Burned all my white candles black at the wicks
Waited at the corner for the lights to go red
Snuffed out the flames and buried my dead
Still I am silent, unrepentant and glad
