Clothe my soul with a layer of skin
Hide my self deep within
A permanent press for the world to see
But the cloth won't last for eternity
Edges fray, seams will tear
Sooner or later I will be bare
To go find the tailor
a new suit of skin
A brand new cloth to stain with sin

02/04/2005

Posted on 02/05/2005
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