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by unknown   Dec 26, 2004


The past of man, forgotten a tale
All the hands, deprived and pale,
The words she spoke,
Were always riddled,

Behind the smiles,
And sadness stayed concealed,
All the sins, they cast long shadows,
All the love is held up in light,

Beyond you, the world is nailed
To a cross, so come tonight,
Open boxes, and let out the dreams,
Open evil and let it gleam,

Water down a child’s wishes,
Make the old become so wicked,
The fairy tale was never happy,
But today that’s changed,

But a fairy tale is make believe,
So happiness must now be so,
So darkness rules, and light is vain,
Today my child, we lie in pain.

You turn up the volume and its get lower,
You turn down the heat and its gets hot,
You go to jump and sink to the ground,
You put on your coat but your taking it off,

We all need answers,
And truth be told, all of humans need to know,
But all things good to know are difficult to learn,
So maybe you should take this to heart,
Spilt it open make it last,

I mean,
Bad is never good until worse happens
And the best armour is to keep out of range.
So truth be told the human race,
We face a lot on everyday,

But hold up your hands,
And light a candle when its dark,
Remember to only ask help of those that can help you,
And remember my child,
Advice is least heeded when its needed most…

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  • 19 years ago

    by unknown

    Thank you for the comments :)