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Lie back and listen
I see your bloodshot eyes
Starting to glisten
You amongst all sinners
Are gothically inclined to say
What you want to say
Ironically never wake a day
In which you don't want to feel this way
Rise! Rise! Rise!
You black sheep with sparkling fleece
Tattooed eyes and Merciful Release
Your breakfast will come at dinner time
Pale-hearted lover walking the line
Rise! Rise! Rise!
You don't see yourself lying
In a uniform trench
You see those tramps crying
In their material stench
You amongst all sinners
Are individually inclined to do
What you want to do
Ironically never sleep at night
For that's when the living time is right
Rise! Rise! Rise!
You black cloud with a silver lining
Don't come out while the sun is shining
Your rise will come at sleeping time
You pale-hearted lovers... walking the line
Rise! Rise! Rise!
Rise! Rise! Rise!...
In their eyes
The bells will toll
But come their demise
They see your pale heart is solemnly whole
Poetry by Aven Black
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Written on 2009-07-13 at 00:09
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Black Sheep With Sparkling Fleece
I summon you who refuse toLie back and listen
I see your bloodshot eyes
Starting to glisten
You amongst all sinners
Are gothically inclined to say
What you want to say
Ironically never wake a day
In which you don't want to feel this way
Rise! Rise! Rise!
You black sheep with sparkling fleece
Tattooed eyes and Merciful Release
Your breakfast will come at dinner time
Pale-hearted lover walking the line
Rise! Rise! Rise!
You don't see yourself lying
In a uniform trench
You see those tramps crying
In their material stench
You amongst all sinners
Are individually inclined to do
What you want to do
Ironically never sleep at night
For that's when the living time is right
Rise! Rise! Rise!
You black cloud with a silver lining
Don't come out while the sun is shining
Your rise will come at sleeping time
You pale-hearted lovers... walking the line
Rise! Rise! Rise!
Rise! Rise! Rise!...
In their eyes
The bells will toll
But come their demise
They see your pale heart is solemnly whole
Poetry by Aven Black
Read 412 times
Written on 2009-07-13 at 00:09
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