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Revive

 Revive


Little Donnie found big brother Johnny

limp and painted he almost fainted

twitching figure losing vigor

hole filled with head so many things unsaid

to confess didn't want to leave a mess

he picked swift nothing like the graveyard shift

Donnie became cautious of the faucets that replaced

to see his eyes that to no surprise

they weep due to his brother’s leap.


Dear Anna remember when we’d play in Atlanta

I just wish I could kiss rather than reminisce

I’m not mad but sis how could I not be sad

you must realize don’t talk to those stupid guys

don’t wear that necklace all of your progress

don’t just throw away come on and stay

it’s your choice but what about your voice

your talent and beauty I have to prevent

there’s a nightmare I see of your stare.


They found him he never made a sound

Larry my uncle I can’t move a muscle

this won’t ever help it’s just an endeavor

they may not be poor but their hearts are sore

your sickness never once effected their happiness

you were a father trust me they’d prefer

to have your advice rather than feel the lonely ice

writing brings me tears I’ll remember for all my years

the last thing is I’ll make sure Sarah grows up to kick ass.
Written by Miasmic-Asylum
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