Spear me with the icicle blade
Sear my flesh with flaming hate
Drown me in doubt
Flush me with sorrow
I know i'll wake again tommorrow
And taste the beautifull sound of life
Then numb myself with this invisible knife
Cut my heart off from my chest
Sever the nerves, these painfull cords
Then give it all my very best
As i wipe clean the blood that spilled on the floor
This memory, it hurts too much
It tackles my gut, kicks in my nuts
Squeezes my head, drums on my brain
Thunder, lighting, wind and rain
I'm withering away, my bones are fading
Crumbling to dust, eroding, degrading
Sing the song of a love denied
Of those who fought and lost and died
Who deserved the world and wanted only one thing
But only were each given a piece of string
Enough to tie themselves a noose
Sing their song and cut them loose
Free them for a little while
Sing their song in freestyle.
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zack's picture book!
i will put any pictures i can sneak in here!
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