Empty words were written down
Laced a girl into a gown
Watery eyes and dug out grave
Not enough for all we gave
Little rhymes and riddles told
Kept in hearts and later sold
Kisses spent and kisses bought
Feelings gone and never caught
Dreamers slept and never woke
Disease and famine made me choke
Fragile throats were drowned in blood
Not as sweet as God's own flood
Faith was lost and hell was found
In a hole within the ground
Hope was not enough to save
Girl within the dug out grave















Comments
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~devartdude
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~* And will you tell all your friends you've got your gun to my head *~
i love the piece, very strong words and very dark
thnx btw
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~* And will you tell all your friends you've got your gun to my head *~
you have pretty eyes though.
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~* And will you tell all your friends you've got your gun to my head *~
Erm that you got a kind warm soul....
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~* And will you tell all your friends you've got your gun to my head *~
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