Keysha Sanchez Biography

Your voice was so soft
always caressing my ears
but now its become so rough
signaling a need for fear
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Grasping my hand, holding on tight
I cry your name as we take flight
Our beautiful wings
softly a lulliby they sing
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As the blood drips
on the cold tile floor
into a pool of red
leaving a stain forevermore
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Decaying roses fall unto the cold marble floor
As she run away from her fears
And out the grand double door
Unwilling to hear
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Someday we'll see eachother again
Under the full moonlit night
I'll forgive your deepest sin
Cause without me there is no lit
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