The Name

by Poncho Pandapants   Sep 7, 2005


Shushing me softly, my dear blur cries
Go to sleep now, gently close your eyes
Brushing my face does this image cease
All my depression thus starts to decrease

Calming the jerking of my midnight cries
Memories of when we said our goodbye's
Rocking me slowly to my small slice of death
Finally i whisper the name --
The love with my one last breath...

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