PHQ-Nickname: Syndel
Halfquake: Mania
Level: 74
Total kills: 19,884,443
Birthday: 00th 0000
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Mood: | tired |
Type: | Poem |
Added: | February 13th 2009, 04:24:42 |
Visits: | 1661 |
Rating: | 5/5 (Votes: 3) |
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Description: ...
Note: Kite refers to medieval sheild of the same name. |
Music:
Let me tell you I'm sorry,
I'm sorry for the pain of the world,
I'm sorry for the striken,
I'm sorry for the helpless,
I'm sorry for the poor.
If I could I'd make it all better, but they would bleed me till I die,
I wish they would be better, but they only live and lie,
So forever they will hurt you, and I will not come to save you,
For I am one in millions, and millions could not take you
To a place far beyond! A world of silence and separation,
To take your soul but not your heart, to some other safe location.
So I play this instrument of my own soul and voice, and hope you will receive,
A beacon, a sign, a guiding light to bring you some small reprieve.
I sing for thee, a hollow tune, one you can never understand,
And hope that the music brings you silence ye ne're felt a'forehand.
I weave this voice and lyrics sweet to separate the silence,
I carve the tune, immortal cocoon, to save you from the violence.
It is a shame that you and I,
Should find no rest, until we die,
But I hope this brings some small respite,
This song to act as a guiding light,
To save your soul from the awful fight,
To provide you with that extra might,
Needed to resist the smite,
That forces you from your musical kite. |
Hagbard_Celine February 15th 2009, 09:19:31
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this would be an awesome songtext |
Funnycreature February 16th 2009, 13:03:50
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Yah, I think so too |
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