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Gifts of tinsel and gum wrappers,
adorned your hair like ornaments
stolen from ancient kings.
They are to help you forget,
these gifts,
and to make you remember
that life is worth living.
(He would want it that way.
He would, he would...)
One for sorrow,
(Which you have trapped in your heart.)
Two for joy,
(Please smile for me...)
Three for a girl,
(The spiral was started, the spiral will end.)
Four for a boy,
(He was so dependent. You couldn't have saved him.)
Five for silver,
(I will continue giving--)
Six for gold,
(--These gifts until I die.)
Seven for a secret never told,
(I'll listen. Tell me.)
Eight for heaven,
(Your mind is so far from Nirvana...)
Nine for hell,
(I won't let you go. You won't fall.)
Ten for the devil's own self.
(You've seen him. Now I'll save you.)
- by Nox_Eulalie |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 11/30/2008 |
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- Title: Magpie
- Artist: Nox_Eulalie
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Description:
This was inspired by yet another roleplay.
The speaker is named Fala, and he is a spirit guide (A crow, though the poem is named differently).
He is speaking to his newest ward, who his is trying to cheer up after a severe loss.
Enjoy.
(Picture found on Google, I take no credit for it.) - Date: 11/30/2008
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