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Till' Death do us Part

January 21, 2010
By Baroque BRONZE, Warrington, Pennsylvania
Baroque BRONZE, Warrington, Pennsylvania
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Favorite Quote:
The enemy of my enemy is my friend.


Sister, my love, hold my hand tight
At this moment I am sure you are only capable of fear
Together we may make it through the death of this night

I no longer have the energy to contain this pain
Together we shall escape these dreadful tears
Sister my love, hold my hand tight

Let us leave under shelter from the cold of the rain
Remember to stay close, you must be near
Together we shall make it through the death of this night

We shall not be like the others who had been slain
Now listen close, you must use your ears
Sister my love, hold my hand tight

By staying in this place we have nothing to gain
But up that hill stands the commandeer
Together we may make it through the death of this night

Now my body leaves a mark; a dark red stain
Run young child, this world's evil is severe
Sister my love, let go of the hand you held so tight
You must now venture alone through the dying of the night



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