I know you're just a softy
Underneath that tin
Their lips have made you calloused
You're bent from where you've been
I know you're wearing out
Your fizz has left the can
Just remember times of old
The ah of Coke, amen....
I can’t bring myself to smile
With the mourners standing round
Their thoughts are in the casket
They loom above like stormy clouds
It’s been so long now
I have moved on
They sit there, statues
Their mouths eternal frowns
I saw the sun rising
While they were still asleep
Inside my...
I know enough to rip you apart at the seams, stitch-by-stitch
And snatch the black buttons from your eyeholes
To unravel the threads that make up your life
Whispered words dark magic on a cold winter’s night.
This knowledge has you begging at my feet
“Leave my limbs intact,” you plead.
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A tragedy of death shook us deeply, rumbling our moral foundations, our trust, and worst of all, our hope. Though it’s been a few years since the events of the Pat Tilman incident, the effects are still profound upon our minds.
To be so blind and intent upon killing that you by accident have m...