A Life of Miserable Shame

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Jump high little bird and never come down

Submitted: August 11, 2012

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With every breath I crumble down to the shore

With every birth a new hatred is born

With every note a saying made

With every tear a life has been shed

Cry now little bird cry now for me

Cry now little sir you'll be hear at the sea

A life torn of bitterness a life of hope

I should have just killed you from the start

Walk away just like the rest

Walk away and hang em high

Turn around forget my name

Lose my number you’re filled with shame

Stop your thoughts your hopes your dreams

Stop your crying a bloody game

Stop the breath you hold so dear

The hope is gone the end is near

Run for me little bird run for me right now

I am hear for you this year I am hear for the now

Blink now my dear and gone will I be

Blink now my dear the knife will make me bleed

Run now in this beautiful tragedy

Run now the blood unclean

Your hands are soiled your mind curdled

Crimson your eyes as the night fades away

In the end chalk lines left

In the end the Black Death

A wish of hope a vile debt

A shame of waste a life of peace

Wooden your resting metal the taste

The sting of the ring the thought kept clear

The brutal slaying a life of shame

Now the time arises now the time comes

To feel your heart slow and eyes turn pale

Outside you stand look your way through

The pain of the land a single steady brew

The day approaches the day began

As your eyes run red the river flows

Take me away part this sea so I can be with Persephone.


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