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Song- The Last Aftermath

by Vengefulscout 0 Reviews

First song :)

Category: Poetry - Rating: G - Genres: Drama - Characters:  - Published: 2011/09/04 - Updated: 2011/09/04 - 403 words

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Neverending dreams of a black and white scripted tale, unimanganable
Encased in a scence of carnage with a simpled structered line, striking out a scar
My heart is a gate, a choice to believe reality or a world created by their own
A place where they dwell before they are released to the haven of our minds.

Across the meadows
Through the cloudless sky
Deep underwater
They haunt us, a twisted lie
Unfeeling, cling to are bodies
and embrace us in sick scented feeling
Watching us through the veil
The host they trick and deseate
"when can it stop, when can we be free
From the weight that we have on are shoulders?"
Its are last chance, but the last aftermath

It kills the wrong do-er to speak out as much as it hurt you to hear no truth
But continues to build the blocks to shun us out of your mind and you loose our faith

Across the meadows
Through the cloudless sky
Deep underwater
They haunt us, a twisted lie
A fable told by a poet
who lives in the world they created
Watching us through the veil
The innocence they shattered
"when can it stop, when can we be free
From the weight that we have on are shoulders?"
Its our last chance, but the last aftermath

Look away from the left sided path and we will guide you to your angel
All around the fallen decay, wish they had a chance that we gave
A choice, to freedom
Rest now, you saved your wings, you havent fallen yet from the sky.
from the...

Across the meadows
Through the cloudless sky
Deep underwater
They haunt us, a twisted lie
Unfeeling, cling to are bodies
and embrace us in sick scented feeling
Watching us through the veil
The host they trick and deseate
"when can it stop, when can we be free?"
Its the last aftermath!

Across the meadows
Through the cloudless sky
Deep underwater
They haunt us, a twisted lie
A fable told by a poet
who lives in the world they created

Across the meadows
Through the cloudless sky
Deep underwater
They haunt us, a twisted lie
A tale told by many a man
But they can change if they have that chance

Ok, hope you like :) R&R if you like!!! Plus, extremely sorry for spelling mistakes! I did this on notebook and it don't do spell check
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