The Shunning: 179/365

...There's not a shell unbroken
In the valley where my heartache and the timbers lay
It's not the time to be hanging around here
You know what some might say

That people get too reckless
That even with the simplest of crimes
They leave, blood behind,
As I clean the knife for the very last time
I think she knows, I think she knows
Oh my, I think she knows
I think she knows.

                                                                           

I loved taking this one. Oh the song is Down the Burning Ropes by James Vincent McMorrow, his music is pretty cool. 

Paige :)