Douse and strip my body of its skin.
Forgive me, for my malicious sins.
Interception- stopped inside the brain.
Laying lifeless. No breathing. No Heart.
Beating. But yet my soul's still soaring away.
Plant my ashes with the seeds of a
weeping willow tree,
for I can finally blossom freely.
My spirit has left the body,
time traveling through the space
and the essence of my obscure memories.
Rele...
