One Last Plea

by Incognito   Oct 13, 2004


Light a candle, save a soul
Rebuild my heart, cover up the hole.
Give back the life that you have stolen
In the night I lay a-callin.
Nobody answers the call.

Fear of death, I have none.
What's said is said, what's done is done
What's planned is planned, must go ahead
How I long just to be dead.
Pass the knife let's have some fun.

Mourn if you like, I really don't care.
No life left but my nails and hair.
No one even remembers my name.
Just like life- it's all the same
Except that I'm not there.

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  • 20 years ago

    by Andrea

    i like the rhyme scheme, its different. good job!