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by Raychil May 11, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
In a nameless town Unknown by most A murder was done Now arises a ghost She walks the streets Holding a blank stare Holding a heavenly glow But reeks death in the air She sings a song For her lover each year Her voice is sweet But it fills you with fear "My sweet, sweet love Has been taken from me For the killing this night Of a bride to be Ghostly I return now To the place I continue to die For until I am with my love Forever will echo, my dying lullaby." With that she falls Back into the dirt Awaiting the next time She must relive her hurt When another year passes Again will she awake To sing her song To feel her heart break Until her love joins her In the life after death She will continue each year Singing, without breath "My sweet, sweet love Has been taken from me For the killing this night Of a bride to be Ghostly I return now To the place I continue to die For until I am with my love Forever will echo, my dying lullaby"...