Prayer Box
In my prayer box, I hold secrets
Waiting to open my Pandora and
let skeletons play.
In the eye of the storm,
every sinner makes a covenant.
Even when it's time
to run in rain and dance
In graveyards naked.
In my prayer box, I hold secrets
Waiting to open my Pandora and
let skeletons play.
In the eye of the storm,
every sinner makes a covenant.
Even when it's time
to run in rain and dance
In graveyards naked.
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