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Bedtime Story
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June 07, 2008, 08:18:am
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Histoire pour endormir
The skies bleed----
And stains her purple pillow case
Soft brown curls in velvet yarn
To embrace thy anguish on her face
The meadows grieve outside the window
For baby's breathe she never touched
Hear the moans of summer breeze
Of silent cries in dewdrop rush..
The skies bleed----
Mourned for the innocence she embrace
Pastel sash to wrap her waist
Like cold metal ribboned chains
Hide behind the curtains shadow
And dream of neverending sea
Her soul wanders far below
The broken traps that sets her free..
The skies bleed----
That sad horizon's wilderness
Silhouette dreams she tries to draw
Are broken wings now bound to rest
Puts away her bunny ears
And tuck herself to sleep
Waited for another day
When she would wake again to weep..
The skies bleed----
For nine year's wasted apathy
Broken piano's lullabye
To patch her crumbled sanity
Hanged her teddy in a noose
Wrote this rhymes of cruelty
Rainbow paintings on her wall
Now sordid red blood scenery..
The skies bleed----
And stained her purple pillow case
Soft brown curls in velvet rags
To embrace this forlorn porcelain's face
The meadows grieve outside the window
For baby's breathe she'll never touch
Now hear the girl in silent scream
Who lays in fields of stones and dust..
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