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dark, deep, emotions,
When the clouds are thick and the sky is gray
Conceded by pain, from the eye it will flow tears
Should have known, but could not find the reality
A journey through her soul, you taught her to stand in the storm
Consciousness ripples along the back ... quiet and invisible
The sea is calm, as death black silk ribbon
Sun :) - A-L Andresen :)
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analogy, appreciation, clothes, fashion, grief, humanity, sad,
Yet once loved.
anger, angst, change, character, corruption, cry, dark, death, depression, desire, forgiveness, hate, hope, sad,
Used to be an individual
now I'm just a complex number
stripped away from my own individuality
made me uncomfortably wake from my
Used to be a boy wonder.
I was living the life.
Didn't think I'd get sucked under,
didn't think I'd end up wanting to kill myself
with a hunting knife.
My wrongful deeds have made me feel as if I'm living in a
dreadful still life picture,
wishing someone would look at me
and reconsider and view me as a normal fixture.
death, faith, loss, sad, sympathy,
I am off to buy a suit today
A black suit or maybe gray,
I have a funeral to attend,
A suit of grief to buy and then
In my closet, there it shall stay.
And there I hope it rots away
Not to be worn another-day
A fancy fig leaf from a bin.
I am off to buy a suit today.
Only the living have a say
Of attire and grand array
For a dress in which to ascend
Or a coat in which too defend
For the dead we can only pray.
I am off to buy a suit today.
You should see suit that Trump wore
It was actually made by a whore
As can be sure was certainly tight
Which is way he ends up every night
Must be big bed bugs that him do bite.
Greyson Frankfurter Finch,
Was a lonely man,
Who had an obsession,
He went to,
To find out whats wrong.
He got a letter,
He read it,
And knew something was wrong.
He doesn't know.
Runs back home,
Leaves a note on,
His neighbors door,
And goes home.
And commits suicide.
devotion, funeral, heaven, leaving, religion,
When all is said and done, I've saved my Black Suit and If it be today That The Lord Takes me away....I am ready. With my own seat,my funeral suit and a pure heart..Lord if you are ready, I am ready. I thank you for my beautiful self, tall dark-and handsome : I am Ready,waiting and willing to sit by your side. There’s nothing in right order in America. / I am dressed / Ready to address God almighty. I will tell you everything. If you send for me now, I am ready. I am your disciple. I will be your angel,when you appear before me I will give you full report... Yes Lord,''I am ready whenever you come''.!
My family is taking me out today
In search of a brand new suit
One in which they can bury me
I'll be leaving here real soon
You can tell it in my walk
You can see it in my eyes
If I last more than another month
Even I will be surprised
You can hear it in my rasp
You can smell it on my breath
Not a whole lot of need to ask
Who it is that's kissing death
That's why they feel the urgent need
To go out and buy me a brand new suit
Something that will match my casket
Something in a baby blue