I curse the reason I exist
And let the blade come sweeping down;
This is the answer I have found.
Mid dusk and dawn come restless fits
When pain like lead within me sits
And my blood puddles on the ground;
This is the answer I have found.
I whisper words I've heard before
To lend my blade a fiercer force.
I feel my head, my heart begin to pound;
This is the answer I have found.
When I'm gone don't mourn, don't weep,
I've finally found eternal peace.
This mortal coil no more go round;
This is the answer I have found.
1 comment:
Sounds like Poe
(rhymes with Woe?)
I am sorry for any part I had in your sorrow. I rejoice in any smile or lightness, or laughter (even if it included you pointing and giggling) I may have given.
And it really does sound like Poe
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