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Tears drowned in a bottle of rumShrines built to newfound godsOfferings of flowers, fruit, bread, and wineGiven with silent prayers and mantrasDreams of adventure and true loveA bird out of the nest learning to fly aloneShe thought she could live free of the pastBut broken glass glistening in candlelightCuts the flesh just the same as glass in an alleyHer blood sacrifice given,The sins of the father were now truly her own. Written November 4th, 2001 © on Nov 03 2001 09:17 PM PST   0 • 1

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"Tears drowned in a bottle of rumShrines built to newfound godsOfferings of flowers, fruit, bread, and wineGiven with silent prayers and mantrasDreams of adventure and true loveA bird out of the nest learning to fly aloneShe thought she could live free of the pastBut broken glass glistening in candlelightCuts the flesh just the same as glass in an alleyHer blood sacrifice given,The sins of the father were now truly her own...."

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