very old attempt at songwritingA Poem by voidsparrowdescription hereWoke up, house was on fire Thought I'd just lay here in bed After all, I would remain flesh and blood If I were to burn to death It might hurt a bit, but so would hell I'll let this cleanse my sins Suddenly, a masked figure came And said, I'm taking you away from this
He took me outside And I watched what I held dear Fall to the ground The man said to me Dear boy, is this what you were dying for? And I cried This is my apology to me I'm sorry for being selfish
I walked away, towards something new Thought I could forget the past After all, what good would it do If this was the last I would see it Might hurt to forget The things that used to make who I am Suddenly, the masked man took my hand And said 'we're going to see the future'
He took me to the cemetery And all of my fears Were uncovered He said is this what you were living for? And I cried This is my apology to me I'm sorry for being selfish
Can you make me new, could I be like you? © 2010 voidsparrow |
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Added on May 28, 2010 Last Updated on May 28, 2010 AuthorvoidsparrowRenton, WAAbouti write when i am inspired to do so. the price we pay for eliminating our ignorance is, unfortunately, eliminating some of the bliss that is associated with it. truth is ephemeral. it evolves a.. more..Writing
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