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Nothing comes and nothing goes
Ever since he died
No one tries and no one knows
Just how hard we tried
It started with a cough or two
In our younger years
He in his sickly crew
I in my perfect gears
Once he was bound to his bed
We knew something was wrong
Either sick or close to dead
Hear the now grim song
[Hear the darkest singing of the reaper
Hear his footsteps echo through
Feel the chill creeping in
Hear his chorus set the suns]
His skin grew pale and our eyes rained
Something wasn't right
I was sad and mother was pained
Dark was taking the light
One month passed and his eyes fell
And his chest stopped
Mother screamed like she's in Hell
Where my ears then popped
He was taken to who knows where
Mother said to see God's Throne
When I asked when he'd come back
"Angels don't come home"
- by Absque Iter |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 01/25/2010 |
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- Title: Angels
- Artist: Absque Iter
- Description: A story of sickness and loss.
- Date: 01/25/2010
- Tags: angels
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Comments (3 Comments)
- Just-IZ The Everliving - 03/25/2010
- that was cant come up with the right word just made me feel real sadness i loved it and still felt sad about it lol weird emotion
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- reapers angel16 - 02/25/2010
- wow dude sad but touching its amazeing
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- We are the Heart Broken - 02/02/2010
- that is very sad i am sorry for your loss
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